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Organist and Director of the Choir at King's College, Londok. 
•'Tcung men and maidens, old men and children, praise the Name of the !>*•&•' 

E. & J. B. YOUNG 6c CO., 



Horning .... .... 


Holy Matrimony .... 

212, 213 

Third Hour, etc 


Ember Days .... 


Evening .... .... 


Missions .... .... 


Pfnday .... .... 


Burial of the Dead. . . . 


Monday, etc. .... 


For those at Sea .... 


Advent .... .... 


Harvest .... .... 


CnRISTMAS.... .... 


School Festivals .... 


St. Stephen's Day .... 


Almsgiving .... 


St. John's Day •.... 

51, 52 

Friendly Societies .... 


Innocents' Day .... 

53, 54 

Times of Trouble .... 


Circumcision .... 


Thanksgiving .... 

237, 233 

-Epiphany .... .... 


New Year's Day .... 

239, 240 

The Week beforb Septua- 

Laying the Foundation Stone 

GESIM.V..,. .... 


of a Church .... 



6S— 72 

Feast of the Dedication 

Lent .... .... 


of a Church .... 


On Tns Passion .... 


Conversion of St. Paul 

245, 246 

Easter .... .... 


Purification of B. V. Mary 247 

Rogation Days .... 

119, 120 

Annunciation, etc., of B. V. 

Ascensiontide .... 




Whitsun Even 


Nativity of St. John the 

Whit«untide .... 


Baptist .... 

250. 251 

irfiniTY Sunday .... 


St. Michael and All Angels 252—254 

General Use 


All Saints' Day .... 

255, 256 

Holy Communion .... 


Apostles .... 


Baptism .... ... 


Evangelists .... 


Confirmation .... 


Martyrs, etc. .... 


For Preface and Index of Tunes, see larger Edition. 



The tunet marked (*) were composed for this work, or are now printed for the first time. 

First Line. 


Name of Tune. 


A hymn for martyrs sweetly sing 


"St Bede 


Abide with me ; fast falls the even- j 
tide J 

10, 10, 10, 10 .... 

j *Eventide ) 

j Troyte (No. 1) f 


Above the starry spheres 


St. Michael 


Again the Lords own day is here 


St. Ambrose 


A living stream as crystal clear 




Alleluia, song of sweetness 

87,87,87 .... 



All glory, laud, and honour 

7 6, 7 6, 7 6, 7 6 

St. Theodulph 


All hail, adored Trinity 

L M 



All people that on earth do dwell 


Old Hundredth .... 


All ye who seek for sure relief 


Old Maf tyrs 


An exile for the faith .... .... 




Angels lament, behold your God 




As now the sun's declining rays 


St. Peter 


As with gladness men of old .... 

7s (6 lines) 



At the Cross her station keeping 

8 S 7 (Trochaic) . 

Stabat Mater, 1 & 2 


At the Lamb's high feast we sing .... 

7s (8 lines) 

Salzburg .... .... 


Awake my soul, and with the sun. . . . 


Redhead, No. 4 


Before the ending of the day .... 


Te lucis 


Behold the Lamb of God .... 

6 6 6 4, 8 8 4 .... 

St. John .... 


Behold the messengers of Christ 


St. Peter MX6 


Blessed city, heavenly Salem 

8 7, S 7, 8 7 .... 

j Oriel .77. ....\ 
lUrbsBeata ....f 
Franconia .... 


Blest are the pure in heart 



Blest Creator of the light 


Vienna ... 


Blest Trinity, from mortal sight 


Eisenach .... .... 


Bread of heaven on Thee we feed .... 

7s (6 lines) 

Ratisbon .... .... 


Brief life is here our portion .... 
By precepts taught of ages past .... 

7 6, 7 6 

St. Alphege 





Captains of the saintly band .... 


Redhead, No. 48 


Christ in highest heaven enthroned 

87,87,77 .... 



Christ is gone up, yet ere He passed 




Christ is made the sure foundation 


Urbs Bcata 


Christ the Lord is risen again 




Christ the Lord is risen to-day 

7s (8 lines) 

St. George .... 


Christ, Whose glory fills the sky 

7s (6 lines) 



Christ will gather in His own 


Hernlein .... .... 

191 - 

Christians awake .... 

10, 10, 10, 10, 10, 10 



Come gracious Spirit, heavenly \ 

Dove .... ) 

Come Holy Ghost, Creator blest 







Come Holy Ghost our eouls inspire 


Veni Creator 

( Ferial \ 


Come Holy Ghost Who ever one 


■{ Trinity . . . . V 
( Festal J 


Come let us praise the name of God 




Come pure hearts .... .... 


Evangelists .... 




First Line. 


Name of Tune. 


Come, see the place where Jesus lay 

3 8 6, 8 8 6 

Magdalen College .... 


-- Come, Thou Holy Spirit, come 

7 7 T. 77 7 

Veu'i S.mcte Spiritus 


Come, ye thankful peopie, come 

7s (8 lines) 

St. George 


Conquering kings their titles take 

7s .... .... 



Creator of the starry height 


Conditor alme .... 


Creator of the world, to Thee 


SU Gregory .... 


... Day of wrath, day of mourning 

S 8 8 (Trochaic) 

*Dies Irse 


^ Disposer Supreme 

5 5, 5 5, 6 5, 6 5 

| Hermann . ... j 
| Hanover J 


Earth has many a nohle city .... 

8 7, 8 7 



Eternal Father strong to save .... 

S 8, S 8, 8 8 



Far from my heavenly home 




„ Father of heaven, Whose love pro- ( 
found / 




Father of mercies, God of love 


St. James 


First of martyrs, thou whose name 




For man the Saviour shed 


*Aberystwith .... 


For thee, dear, dear countrv \ 

(part 2) ~.\ 

For thy dear saint, O Lord 

7 6, 7,6 (D.) .... 




St. Helena 


For Thy mercy and Thy grace 




Forth in Thy Name, Lord, I go 




Forty days and forty nights 




Fountain of good, to own Thy love 


St. Ann 


From Greenland's icy mountains. . . 

7 6, 7 6, (D.) .... 



From highest heaven the Eternal i 
Son f 

3 8 8, 8 8 8 



Gainst what foeman art thou rush- ) 

ing \ 

Glory be to Jesus 

3 7.87,4 7 



J 5, 6 5 



Glory to Thee, my God, this night . . 




Glory to Thee, O Lord 


St. Helena 


Glory to Thee Who safe hast kept j 
(part 3) \ 


Redhead, No. 4 .... 


Go to dark Gethsemane 

7s (6 lines) 

* Gethsemane .... 


God eternal, mighty King 




God from on high hath heard 


St. George 


God moves in a mysterious way 


London New 


God of grace, let Thy light 

7 7, 7 5 

Churton .... 


God of mercy, God of grace 

7s (6 lines) 

Sherborne .... 


God of our life, to Thee we call 




God the Father from Thy throne 


Rogation Litany . . . . 


God Who madest earth and heaven 

3 4, 8 4, 8 8 8, 4 



Great God, what do I Bee and hear 

87,87,887 .... 



Great God, Who hid from mortal ) 

sight f 

Great mover of all hearts 


Eisenach.. .. 


8 8 6, 8 8 6 

Chapel Royal .... 


Hail the day that sees Him rise 




Hail to the Lord's Annointed 

7 6, 7 6, (D.) .... 



Hark, a thrilling voice is sounding 

8 7, 8 7 



Hark, the glad sound 




Hark, the herald angels sing 


) Mendelssohn .... I 
l Batchelor . ... ) 


Have mercy, Lord, on me 


St. Bride 

: 81 

Have mercy on us, God most high 


Redhead, No. 29 


He Wh* once in righteous vengeance 

8 7, 8 7, 7 7 





First Line. 

Hosanna to the living Lord 

Holy, holy, holy, Lo.d God Almighty 
How blest the matron who endued 
How blest were they who walked ) 

in love f 

How bright those glorious spirits i 

shine j 

• How sweet the Name of Jesns sounds 
How welcome was the call .... 

In grief and fear to Thee, O Lord 
In the Lord's atoning grief 

Jerusalem, my happy home .... 

Jerusalem the golden (part 3) 

Jesu, grant me this, I pray .... 

Jesu, Lover of my soul 

Jesu, meek and gentle 

Jesu, meek and lowly 

Jesu, my Lord, my God, my all .... 
Jesu, our Hope, our heart's desire 

Jesu, the very thought is sweet .... 

Jesu, the very thought of Thee . 

Jesu, the world's redeeming Lord 
Jesu, Thy mercies are untold 

Jesu, the virgin's Crown, do Thou 

Jesus Christ is risen to-day 

Jesus lives ! no longer now 
Jesus shall reign where'er the sun 

Let every heart exulting beat 
-Let saints on earth in concert sing 
"Light's glittering morn bedecks 

the sky 

Lo, from the desert homes 
Lo, He comes in clouds descending 
Lo, now is our accepted day 
Lord, as to Thy dear cross we flee 
Lord, in this Thy mercy's day 
Lord, in Thy Name Thy servants 


Lord Jesus, God and Man 
Lord of the harvest, once again 
Lord, pour Thy Spirit from on high 
Lord, Thy word abideth .... 
Lord, when we bend before Thy 


Morn of morns, and day of days . 
My God, and is Thy table spread. 
My God, how wonderful Thou art 
My God, I love Thee ; not because 
My God, my Father, while I stray 

8 8,88 
11, 12, 





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7 6, 7 6 

7s (D.) 
6 5,65 
6 6,66 

8 8, 8 8, 8 8 



7 8,78 

L.M. . , 

6 6 6,. 

7,8 7, 




777 .... 



8 8, 8 8, 8 8 


6 6.66 


L.M. .. 

CM. . . 

8 8 8,4 

Name of Tune. 

neuneau (.xvieizier s; ur> 

{Jesu dulcis me- 1 
moria y 
*St. Bernard ) 


♦Nicaea .... 
St. Gall 

St. Blasius 

Norman ton 

St, Peter 

St. George. . . . 

St. Mary .... 
Redhead, No. 47 

Ewing .... 
Gibbons .... 
St. Constsintine 

St. Martin 

*St. Matthias 
Redhead (Metzler's) 06 
Jesu dulcis 


*St. Bernard 

Redhead (Metz- ) 

■{ ler's,) No. 66 y 

( Winchester Old ) 


St. Fulbert 
Jesus dulcis' mi 

St. Bernard . . . 

(Easter Hymn . . . 

-j(Monk)— Easter 

(Hymn (Worgan) 

St. Albinus 

St. Aidan 

Jam lucis 


j Aurora lucis . . . 

( *Tristes erant . . . 
Croft's 148th 
St. Thomas 



*St. Philip 


St. Helena 




Windsor .... 

Innocents ..., 
Troyte, No. 1 






• Nearer, my God, to Thee 

New every morning is the love 

New wonders of Thy mighty hand 

Not by the martyr's death alone 

Now, my soul, Thy voice upraising 

Now my tongue the mystery telling 

Now thank we all our God 

Now that the daylight fills the sky 

O blessed day when first was poured 
O Christ, the heavens' eternal King 

- O Christ, Who art the Light and ) 

Day f 

Christ, Who dost prepare a place 

- O Christ, Redeemer of our race 

- O come, all ye faithful 

O come and mourn with me awhile 

O come, O come, Emmanuel 

O Father, Thou Who hast created ) 

all j 

" O God of all the strength and power 

* O God of hosts, the mighty Lord 

O God of life. Whose power benign 
" O God of love, O King of peace 

O God of truth, O Lord of might 

O God, Thy soldiers' great reward 
' O God, our help in ages past . . . . 

m O God unseen, yet ever near 

O Guardian of the Church divine 

O heavenly Jerusalem 

O heavenly Word, eternal Light 
O help us, Lord, each hour of need 

O holy Lord, content to dwell 

" O holy Spirit, Lord of, grace 

-O Jesu, King most wonderful | 
(part2) f 

- O Jesu, Thou the Beauty art j 

(part3) j" 

- O Jesu, Lord of light and grace 

O let him whose sorrow 

O Lord, how happy should we be 

O Lord, in perfect bliss above 

- O Lord of hosts, Whose glory fills. . . . 
O Lord most high, eternal King 

O Lord, turn not Thy face 
O Lord, how joyful 'tis to see 

O love divine, how sweet thou art 

O love how deep, how broad, how ) 

high f 

O love, Who formedst me to wear 
■ O merciful Creator, hear. ... 

- O praise our God to-day 

- O sacred Head, surrounded 

O Saviour of the world forlorn 

"*0 Saviour, Who for man hast trod 
" O Sion, open wide Thy gates . . . . 


Name of Tune. 

6 4,64,66 4 .... 









j Pange lingua .... \ 
\ *St Denys j 

8 7,87,87 .... 

Pange lingua 


Nun danketalle Gott 


Jam lucis 


Jesu Redemptor 


Redhead, No. 4 


St. Gregory .... 


St. Blasius 


Jesu Redemptor 

6 6, 10, 5 6, 7 7, 10 

Adeste fideles 


*St. Cross.... 

8 8, 8 8, 8 8 

Veni Emmanuel .... 

10, 6, 10, 6, 8 8, 4 

Winkworth . . . . 

( Ferial ) 


1 Trinity . . )■ 

( Festal ) 


St. Stephen 

888 .'.] 

*Linfield ... 

L.M [ 


( Ferial ) 


■{ Trinity I 

(Festal ) 



CM. , 

St. Ann 


Redhead, No. 29 . . 




St. Alphege 





L.M. ... .... 

*St. Cecilia 


Tallis' Ordinal 


Redhead (Metzler's) ) 

No. 66 . . . . V. 


Winchester Old ) 



6 5, 6 5 







Commandments .... 


St. Ambrose 


St Mary 








Bremen ... 

L. M. .... 

Audi benigne Conditor 


St. Michael 

7 6,T($(D.) . .. 

Passion Chorale .... 









First Line. 


Name of Tune. 


sinner, lift the eye of faith .... 

8 T, 8 7, 8 8 T .... 

Attolle paulum .... 


O sons and daughters, let us sing.... 


filii et filiae 


Thou from Whom all goodness i 
flows J 




Thou, Whose all redeeming | 
might J 




Thou, Who dost to man accord 

8 8 6, 8 8 6 

Bridehead .... .... 


O Trinity, most blessed Light 


lux beata 


wondrous type, vision fair .... 




Word of God above 


j St. Helena | 

j Dedication j 


worship the King 

5 5,55,65,65.... 

Old 104th 


Oh, what if we are Christ's 

8 M 

St. Michael .... 


O'erwhelmed in depths of woe .... 


St. Bride 


Of the Father's love begotten 

8 7,87,877 .... 

Corde natus .... 


Oft in danger, oft in woe 


Redhead, No. 48 


On Jordan's bank the Baptist's cry 


Winchester New .... 


On this day, the first of days 




Once more the solemn season calls 


♦Hereford .... .... 


Our blest Redeemer, ere He breathed 


*St. Cuthbert 


Praise, my soul, the King of heaven 


Benediction .... 


Praise, praise our God and King 


*Monkland .... 


Praise the Lord, ye heavens adore 

8 7, 8 7 (D) 

Alia Trinita beata 


Praise to God Who reigns above 




Praise we the Lord this day .... 


St. George 


Rejoice to-day with one accord 

8 7,87,6666,7 

Ein' feste Burg .... 


Resting from his work to-day 

7s (6 lines) 

Redhead, No. 76 


Ride on, ride on, in majesty 


Winchester New .... 


Rock of ages, cleft for me 

7s (6 lines) 

Redhead, No. 76 .... 


Ruler of the hosts of light .... 




Saviour, when in dust to Thee 

7s (8 lines) 

* Miserere 


See the destined day arise .... 


Redhead, No. 47 


Sion's daughter weep no more .... 

7s (6 lines) 



Six days of labour now are past 




Soldiers of Christ arise 


*St. Ethelwald 


Son of the Highest, deign to cast 


St. Mary Magdalene 


Songs of praise the angels sang 




Spirit of mercy, truth, and love . . . 




Sun of my soul, Thou Saviour dear 




Sweet Saviour, bless us ere we go 

8s (6 lines) 

1 *Christchurch f 

| *St. Matthias j 


Sweet the moments, rich in blessing 

8 7, 8 7 



Take up thy cross, the Saviour said 




That day of wrath, that dreadful day 




The apostles' hearts (part 2) 


( Aurora lucis .... ) 
1 *Tristes erant f 


That Eastertide with joy (part 3) . . . . 


The ancient law departs 


St. Michael 


The advent of our King 




The earth, Lord, is one wide field 


Old Martyrs 


The eternal gifts of Christ the King 


^Eterni Christi munera 


The fish in wave and bird on wing 


Redhead, No. 29 


The God Whom earth and sea and j 

sky j 

The great forerunner of the morn 


St. Ambrose .. . 





The heavenly Child in stature grows 


Tallis' Ordinal .... 


The Lamb's high banquet called to | 
share j 


Ad ccenam Agni .... 




First Line. 


Name of Tune. 


The life which God's Incarnate \ 
Word j 

CM ' 



The people that in darkness sat .... 




The roseate hues of early dawn 

D.C.M .... 

Old 44th 


The royal banners forward go ;l.m 

Vexilla Regis 


The strain upraise of joy and praise Irregular 

Troyte, No. 2 .... 


The strife is o'er, the battle won 

S, 8, 8 

Victory ... .... 


The sun is sinking fast 

6 4, o 6 

*St. Coiumba .... 


The Shepherd now was smitten 

7 6, 7 6 

Vulpine .... .... 


The Son of God goes forth to war 

Old &lst 


The Word with God the Father One 




The year is gone beyond recall 


Tallis' Ordinal .... 


The voice that breathed o'er Eden 


St. Alphege .... 


Thee we adore, hidden Saviour Thee 

10 10 10 10 

Adoro Te devote 


There is a blessed Home 

6s (8 lines) 

Annue Christe .... 


There it a book who runs may read 


Redhead, No. 29 


They come, God's messengers of ) 

love j 

Thou art gone up on high 


*Woolmer's .... 



Old 25th 


Thou spak'st the word, and into one 




Thou art the Way, by Thee alone 


St. James 


Thou Whose Almighty Word 

6 6 4, 6 6 6, 4 .... 

St. Austin 


Through all the changing scenes of / 
life f 

Through the day Thy love has I 
spared us J 




8 7, 8 7, 7 7 .... 



Three in One and One in Three 


Capetown .... .... 


'Tis done ! that new and heavenly ) 

birth f 

To Christ, the Prince of Peace 


Winchester New 



St. George 


To-day, O Lord, a holier work 




To the Name of our Salvation |8 7, 8 7, 8 7 .... 



Wake, and lift up thyself (part 2) .... ! l.m 

Redhead, No. 4 


We love the place, O God 6 s 

*Quam dilecta .... 


We sing the praise of Him Who ) , M 



died f| 

What our Father does is well . . . . j7s (6 lines) 



What star is this with beams bo t L M# 

Redhead, No. 4 


bright \ | 

When God of old came down from ) c M 

heaven .... .... J " 

Winchester Old 


When I survey the wondrous Cross l.m 

Rockingham .... 


When in the hour of utmost need .... l jt. 



When our heads are bowed with woe 7s 

Redhead, No. 47 


When shades of night around us close l.m 

St. Gall 


Where high the heavenly temple ) L M 

stands j 

While Shepherds watched their | CM 

flocks by night ) . ' 

Who are these like stars appearing 8 7, 8 7, 7 7 

Commandments .... 


Winchester Old 


All Saints 


Why doth that impious Herod fear l.m 



With Christ we share a mystic grave cm. . . . . 

Martyrdom .... 


Word Suoreme before creation .... 8 7, 8 7, 8 7 



Ye choirs of new Jerusalem .... jc.M 

St. Fulbert 


Ye servants of our glorious King l.m 

Winchester New .... 


Ye servants of the Lord 




J- J- 


Hymn 1. 


t-rn — l — t 


M I myself will awake right early." 

AWAKE, my soul, and with the sun 
Thy daily stage of duty run ; 
Shake off dull sloth, and early rise 
To pay thy morning sacrifice- 
Redeem thy mis-spent time that's past. 
And live this day as if thy last ; 
Improve thy talent with due care, 
For the great day thyself prepare. 

Let all thy converse he sincere, 
Thy conscience as the noon-day clear; 
Think how all-seeing God thy ways 
And all thy secret thoughts surveys. 

By influence of the Light divine 
Let thy own light in good works shine ; 
Reflect all heaven's propitious rays 
In ardent love and cheerful praise. 

Pabt II. 

WAKE and lift up thyself, my heart, 
And with the angels bear thy part, 
Who all night long unwearied sing 
Glory to the Eternal King. 

I wake, I wake, ye heavenly choir, 
May your devotion me inspire, 
That I like you my age may spend, 
Like you may on my Goo attend. 

May I like you in God delight, 
Have all day long my God in sight, 
Perform like you my Maker's will, 
O may I never inorp do ill. 


Had I your wings to heaven I'd fly, 
But God shall that defect supply, 
And my soul, winged with warm desire, 
Shall all day long to heaven aspire. 

J Paet III. 

LORY to Thee Who safe hast kept 
T And hast refreshed me while I slept ; 
Grant, Lobd, when I from death shall wake, 
I may of endless light partake. 
I would not wake, nor rise again, 
E'en heaven itself I would disdain, 
Wert Thou not thei-e to be enjoyed, 
And I in hymns to be employed. 
Heaven is, dear Lobd, where'er Thou art, 
O never, then, from me depart ; 
For to my soul 'tis hell to be 
But for one moment without Thee. 
Lord, I my vows to Thee renew, 
Scatter my sins as morning dew ; 
Guard my first springs of thought and will, 
And with Thyself my spirit filL 
Direct, control, suggest this day 
All I design, or do, or say ; 
That all my powers with all their might 
In Thy sole glory may unite. 

Doczology to be sung at the end of each Pari. 
Praise God, from Whom all blessings flow; 
Praise Him, all creatures here below ; 
Praise Him above, angelic host ; 
Praise Father, Son, and Holt Ghost. 


Hymn 2. 


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" His compassions fail not ; they are new every morning.'" 

"VTEW every morning is the love 

JM Our wakening and uprising prove ; 

Through sleep and darkness safely brought, 

Restored to life, and power, and thought. 

New mercies, each returning day, 

Hover around us while we pray ; 

New perils past, new sins forgiven, 

New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven. 

If on our daily course our mind 

Be set to hallow all we find, 

New treasures still, of countless price, 

God will provide for sacrifice. 

The trivial round, the common task, 

Will furnish all we need to ask. 

Room to deny ourselves, a road 

To bring us daily nearer God. 

Only, O Lobd, in thy dear love 

Fit us for perfect rest above ; 

And help us, this and every day, 

To live more nearly as we pray. Amen. 

i I i i i ' I III 1 ) r- i I s I r 

J , -J-J-^L ! I _ J. J.J- 1 I J J I A - men. 

He that followcth Me shall not walk in darkness, but shall have the light of life. 1 

From sudden falls our feet defend, 
And guide us safely to the end. 

OJESU, Lord of light and grace, 
Thou brightness of the Father's Face 
Thou fountain of eternal light, 
Whose beams disperse the shades of night ; 
Come, Holy Sun of heavenly love, 
Come in Thy radiance from above. 
And to our inward hearts convey 
The Holy SriRrr's cloudless ray. 
So we the Father's help will claim, 
And sing the Fathkr's glorious Name, 
And His Almighty grace implore 
That we may stand, to fall no more. 
May He our actions deign to bless, 
And loose the bonds of wickedness ; 

May faith, deep rooted in the soul, 
Subdue our flesh, our minds control: 
May guile depart, and discord cease, 
And all within be joy and peace. 
O hallowed thus be every day ; 
Let meekness be our morning ray, 
Our faith like noontide splendour glow. 
Our souls the twilight never know. 
All praise to God the Father be ; 
AH praise. Eternal Son t , to Thee; 
Whom with the Spirit we adore 
For ever and for evermore. 

Hymn 4. 



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" Early in the morning will I direct 
"YTOW that the daylight fills the sky 
ll We lift our hearts to God on high, 
That He, in all we do or say, 
"Would keep us free from harm to-day. 
May He restrain our tongues from strife. 
And shield from anger's din our life ; 
And guard with watchful care our eyes 
From earth's absorbing vanities. 
may our inmost hearts be pure, 
From thoughts of folly kept secure, 

Hymn 5. 

my prayer unto Thee, and will look up.'' 
And pride of sinful flesh subdued 
Through sparing use of daily food. 
So we, when this day's work is o'er, 
And shades of night return once m«re, 
Our path of trial safely trod. 
Shall give the glory to our God. 
All praise to God the Fathee be ; 
All praise, Eternal Son, to Thee; 
Whom with the Spisit we adore 
For ever and for evermore. Amen, 

Unto you that fear My Name shall the Sun of Righteousness arise. 

CHRIST, Whose glory fills the skies, 
Cheist, the true, the only Light, 
Sun of Rishteousness, arise, 

Triumph o'er the shades of night ; 
Dayspring from on high be near, 
Daystar in my heart appear. 
Dark and cheerless is the morn 

Unaccompanied by Thee ; 
Joyless is the day's return 

Till Thy mercy's beams I see. 
Till they inward light impart, 
Glad my eyes, and warm my heart. 
Visit then this soul of mine ; 

Pierce the gloom of 6in and grief ; 
Fill me, Radiancy Divine; 

Scatter all my unbelief; 
More and more Thyself display, 
Shining to the perfect day. Amen. 



" I have set God always before me ; for He 

FORTH in Thy Name, O Lord, I go, 
My daily labour to pursue : 
Thee, only Thee, resolved to know 
In all I think, or speak, or do. 
The task Thy wisdom hath assigned 
O let me cheerfully fulfil ; 
In all my works Thy presence find, 
And prove Thy good and perfect will. 
Thee may I set at my right hand, 
Whose eyes my inmost substance see; 
And labour on at Thy command, . 
And offer all my works to Thee. 

Hymn 7, 8, 9— (First Tune.) 

is on my right hand, therefore I shall not fall.' 
Give me to bear Thy easy yoke, 
And every moment watch and pray; 
And still to things eternal look, 
And hasten to Thy glorious day. 
Fain would I still for Thee employ 
Whate'er Thy bounteous grace hath given, 
And run my course with even joy, 
And closely walk with Thee to Heaven. 
To Father, Son, and Holt Ghost, 
The God Whom heaven and earth adore, 
From men and from the angel-host 
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" It is but the third hour of the day." 

COME, Holy Ghost, Who ever One 
Art with the Fatheb and the Son ; 
Come, Holy Ghost, our souls possess 
With Thy full flood of holiness. 
In word and deed, by heart and tongue, 
With all our powers, Thy praise be sung ; 
May love enwrap our mortal frame, 
And others catch the living flame. 
Almighty Fatheb, hear our cry [High, 
Through Jesus (Jhbibt our Lord most 
Who, with the Holy Ghost and Thee, 
Doth live and reign eternally. Amen. 

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41 At noonday will I pray." 

OGOD of truth, O Lord of might, 
Who orderest time and change aright, 
Brightening the morn with golden gleams, 
Kindling the noon-day's fiery beams; 
Quench Thou in us the flames of strife, 
From passion' 8 heat preserve our life, 
Our bodies keep from perils free, 
And give our souls true peace in Thee. 
Almighty Fatheb, hear our cry [High, 
Through Jesus Cubist our Lord most 
Who, with the Holy Ghost and Thee, 
Doth live and reign eternally. Amen. 

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J *• The hour of prayer being the ninth hour." 

OGOD, of all the Strength and Power, 
Who dost unmoved each passing hour 
Through all its changes guide the day, 
From early morn to evening's ray ; 

Brighten life's eventide with light 
That ne'er shall Bet in gloom of night : 
Till we a holy death attain 
And everlasting glory gain. 

Almighty Fatheb, hear our cry 
Through Jesus Cheist our Loed most High, 
Who, with the Holy Ghost and Thee, 
Doth live and reign eternally. Amen. 


Hymn 10. 



" He shall defend thee under His wings. 

GLORY to Thee, my Goi>, this night 
For all the blessings of the light ; 
Keep me. O keep me, King of kings, 
Under Thine own Almighty wings. 
Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son, 
The ills that I this day have done, 
That with the world, myself, and Thee, 
I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. 
Teach me to live, that I may dread 
The grave as little as my bed ; 
Teach me to die. that so I may 
Rise glorious at the awful Day. 

Hymn 11. 

O may my soul on Thee repose, 
And may sweet Bleep mine eyelids close ; 
Sleep that shall me more vigorous make, 
To serve my God when I awake. 
"When in the night I sleepless lie, 
My soul with heavenly thoughts supply ; 
Let no ill dreams disturb my rest, 
No powers of darkness me molest. 
Praise God from Whom all blessings flow. 
Praise Him all creatures here below ; 
Praise Him above, angelic host ; 
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Abide with us." 

SUN of my soul, Thou Saviouu dear, 
It is not night if Thou be near; 
O may no earth-born cloud arise 
To hide Thee from Thy servant's eyes. 
When the soft dews of kindly sleep 
My wearied eyelids gently steep, 
Be my last thought how sweet to rest 
For ever on my Saviour's breast. 
Abide with me from morn till eve, 
For without Thee I cannot live ; 
Abide with me when night is nigh, 
For without Thee I dare not die 

If some poor wandering child of Thina 
Have spurned to-day the voice divine, 
Now, Loud, the gracious work begin; 
Let him no more lie down in sin. 
Watch by the sick enrich the poor 
With blessings from Thy boundless store ; 
Be every mourner's sleep to-night, 
Like infant's slumbers, pure and light. 
Come near and bless us when we wake, 
Ere through the world our way we take ; 
Till in the ocean of Thy love 
We lose ourselves in Heaven above. Amen 

Hymn 12. 




Hymn 13. 

" O look Thou upon me and be merciful unto me.** 

AS now the sun's declining rays 
At eventide descend ; 
So life's brief day is sinking down 
To its appointed end. 

Lord, on the Cross Thine Arms were stretched 

To draw Thy people nigh ; 
O grant us then that Cross to love, 

And in Those Arms to die. 

All glory to the Father be, 

All glory to the Son, 
All glory, Holy GnosT, to Thee, 

While endless ages run. Amen. 



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BEFORE the ending of the day, 
Creator of the world, we pray 
That Thou with wonted love would'st keep 
Thy watch around us while we sleep. 

O let no evil dreams be near, 

Nor phantoms of the night appear ; 

Our ghostly enemy restrain, 

Lest aught of sin our bodies stain. 

Almighty Father, hear our cry, 

Through Jesus Christ our Lord most High, 

Who, with the Holy Ghost and Thee, 

Doth live and reign eternally. Amen. 



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ABIDE with me; fast falls the even-tide ; 
The darkness deepens ; Loed, with me abide; 
When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, 
Help of the helpless, O abide with me. 

Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day; 
Earth's joys grow dim ; its glories pass away; 
Change and decay in all around I see ; 

Thou Who changest not, abide with me. 

1 need Thy presence every passing hour ; 

What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's power? 
Who like Thyself my guide and stay can be ? 
Through cloud and sunshine, Lobd, abide with m* 

I fear no foe with Thee at hand to bless ; 
Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness ; 
Where is death's sting, where, grave, thy victory? 
I triumph still, if Thou abide with me. 

Hold Thou Thy Cross before my closing eyes ; 
Shine through the gloom, and point me to the skies ; 
Heaven's morning breaks, a'id earth's vain shadows flee; 
In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me. Amen. 

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THE sun is sinking fast, 
The daylight dies; 
Let love awake, and pay 

Her evening sacrifice. 
As Cheist upon the Cross 

His Head inclined, 
And to His Father's hands 

His parting Soul resigned ; 
So now herself my soul 

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In Whom all spirits live; 
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Would calmly rest, 
Without a wish or thought 

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Save that His Will be done, 
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In Him to all beside. 

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Not I. but He 
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THROUGH the dayThy love has spared us. 
Now we lay us down to rest ; 
Through the silent watches guard us, 
Let no foe our peace molest ; 

Jest:, Thou our Guardian be ; 
Sweet it is to trust in Thee. 

Pilgrims here on earth, and strangers, 

Dwelling in the midst of foes, 

Us and ours preserve from dangers, 

In Thine Arms may we repose, 

And, when life's sad day is past, 
Rest with Thee in heaven at last 


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SWEET Sayiour, bless us ere we go ; 
Thy word into our minds instill ; 
And make our lukewarm hearts to glow 

With lowly love and fervent will. 
Thro 1 life's long day and death's dark night, 
O gentle Jesus, be our Light. 

The day is gone, its hours have run, 
And Thou hast taken count of all, 

The scanty triumphs grace hath won, 
The broken vow, the frequent fall. 

Thro' life's long day and death's dark night, 

O gentle Jesus, be our Light. 

Grant us, dear Loan, from evil ways 

True absolution and release; 
And bless us, more than in past days, 

With purity and inward peace. 
Thro' life's long day and death's dark night, 
gentle Jesus, be our Light. 

Do more than pardon, give us joy, 

Sweet fear, and sober liberty, 
And simple hearts without alloy 

That only long to be like Thee. 
Thro' life's'long day and death's dark night, 
O gentle Jesus, be our Light. 

Labour is sweet, for Thou hast toiled : 
And care is light, for Thou hast cared ; 

Ah ! never let our works be soiled 
With strife, or by deceit ensnared. 

Thro' life's long day and death's dark night, 

gentle Jesus, be our Light. 

For all we love, the poor, the 6ad, 
The sinful, unto Thee we call ; 

O let Thy mercy make us glad: 
Thou art our Jesus, and our All. 

Thro' life's long d*y and death's dark night, 

O gentle Jesus, be our Light. Amen. 


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SWEET Saviour, bless us ere we go ; 
Thy word into our minds instill ; * 
And make our lukewarm hearts to glow 

With lowly love and fervent will. 
Thro' life's long day and death's dark night, 
O gentle Jesus, be our Light 

The day is gone, its hours have run, 
And Thou hast taken count of all, 

The scanty triumphs grace hath won, 
The broken vow, the frequent fall. 

Thro' life's long day and death's dark night, 

O gentle Jesus, be our Light. 

Grant us, dear Loed, from evil ways 

True absolution and release; 
And bless us, more than in past days, 

With purity and inward peace. 
Thro' life's long day and death's dark night, 
O gentle Jesus, be our Light. 

Do more than pardon, give us joy, 

Sweet fear, and sober liberty, 
And simple hearts without alloy 

That only long to be like Thee. 
Thro' life's long day and death's dark night, 
O gentle Jesus, be our Light. 

Labour is sweet, for Thou hast toiled ; 

And care is light, for Thou hast cared; 
Ah ! never let our works be soiled 

With strife, or by deceit ensnared. 
Thro' life's long day and death's dark night, 
O gentle Jesus, be our Light. 

For all we love, the poor, the sad, 
The sinful, unto Thee we call ; 

O let Thy mercy make us glad: 
Thou art our Jesus, and our All. 

Thro' life's long day and death's dark night, 

O gentle Jesus, be our Light. Amen. 

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GOD, Who madest earth and heaven, 
Darkness and light ; 
Who the day for toil hast given, 

For rest the night ; 
May thine angel-guards defend us, 
Slumber sweet Thy mercy send us, 
Holy dreams and hopes attend us, 
This livelong night. 

He shall give His angels charge over thee.' 

Guard us waking, guard us sleeping. 

And, when we die, 
May we in Thy mighty keeping 

All peaceful lie : 
When the last dread call shall wake as, 
Do not Thou our God forsake us, 
But to reign in glory take us 

With Thee on high. Amen. 

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glory, for ever 
TRINITY, most Blessed Light, 
O Unity of Princely Might, 
As now the fiery sun departs 
Shed Thou Thy beams within our hearts. 

Invisible, the only Wise God, be honour and 

and ever." Amen. 

To Thee our morning song of praise, 
To Thee our evening prayer we raise; 
Thee may our heart and voice adore 
For ever and for evermore. Amen. 

Hymn 20. 


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MORN of morns, and day of days ! 
Beauteous were thy new-born rays 
Brighter yet from death's dark prison 
Cubibt, the Light of lights, is risen. 
He commanded, and His word 
Death and the dread chaos heard 
O shall we, more deaf than they, 
In the chains of darkness stay ? 
Nature yet in 6hadow lies, 
Let the sons of light arise 
And prevent the morning rays 
With sweet canticles of praise. 
While the dead world sleeps around, 
Let the sacred temples sound 

Hymn 21 

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" In Thy Light shall we see light.' 

Law, and prophet, and blest psalm 

Lit with holy light so calm. 

Unto hearts in slumber weak 

Let the heavenly trumpet speak ; 

And a newer walk express 

Their new life to righteousness. 

Hear us, Lord, and with us be, 

O Thou Fount of charity, 

Thou Who dost the Spirit give, 

Bidding the dead letter live. 

Glory to the Father, Sox, 

And to Thee, O Holy One, 

By Whose quickening Breath divine 

Our dull spirits burn and shine. Amen. 

"And God said, Let there be light : and there was light And the evening and the 
Morning. morning were the first day." 

ON this day, the first of days, 
God the Fatheb's Name we praise ; 
Who, creation's Fount and Spring, 
Did the world from darkness bring. 
On this day th 1 Eternal Son 
Over death His triumph won ; 
On this day the Spirit came 
With His gifts of living flame. 
Oh 1 that fervent love to-day 
May in every heart have sway, 
Teaching us to praise aright 
God the Source of life and light. 
Fatiieb, Who didst fashion me 
Image of Thyself to be, 

Fill me with Thy love divine, 
Let my every thought be Thine. 
Holy Jescs, may I be 
Dead and buried here with Thee; 
And, by love inflamed, arise 
Jnto Thee a sacrifice. 
Thou Who dost all gifts impart, 
Shine, Sweet Spirit, in my heart; 
Best of gifts Thyself bestow ; 
Make me burn Thy love to know. 
God, the Blessed Three in One, 
Dwell within my heart alone ; 
Thou dost give Thyself to me. 
May I give myself to Thee. Amen. 

Hymn 22. 


" This is the day which 

AGAIN the Lord's own day is here, 
The day to Christian people dear, 
As week by week, it bids them tell 
How Jesus rose from death and hell. 
For by His flock their Lord declared 
His resurrection should be shared; 
And they who trust in Him to save 
In Him are risen from the grave. 
We, one and all, of Him possest 
Are with exceeding treasures blest; 

Hymn 23. 


the Lord hath made." 

For all He did, and all He bare, 
He gives us as our own to share. 
Eternal glory, rest on high, 
A blessed immortality, 
True, peace and gladness, and a throne 
Are all His gifts, and all our own. 
And therefore unto Thee we sing, 
O Lord of Peace, Eternal King ; 
Thy love we praise, Thy Name adore 
Both on this day and evermore. Amen. 



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/ 1 REAT God, "Who, hid from mortal sight 
\T Dost dwell in unapproached light. 
Before Whose presence angels bow 
With faces veiled, in homage low ; 
Awhile in darkness wc remain 
And round us yet are sin and pain ; 
But soon the everlasting day * 
Shall chase our shades of night away. 
For thou has promised, gracious Lord, 
A day of gladness and reward ; 
A day but faintly imaged here 
By brightest sun at noontide clear. 

no night there." 

Too long, alas ! it still delays ; 
It lingers yet, that day of days i 
Our mortal strife and toil must cease 
Before we win its heavenly peace. 
Then, from its fleshly bonds set free, 
The soul shall fly, O God, to Thee ; 
To see Thee, love Thee, and adore, 
Her blissful task for evermore. 
Great Trinity, our hearts prepare. 
The fulness of thy joy to share ; 
Life's transient light may we improve, 
And gain eternal light above. Amen. 

Hymn 24. 


" The day is Thine, the 

BLEST Creator of the light, 
Making day with radiance bright, 
Thou didst o'er the forming earth 
Give the golden light its birth. 
Shade of eve with morning ray 
Took from Thee the name of day ; 
Now again the shades are n^gh, 
Listen to our humble cry. 
May we ne'er by guilt depressed 
Lose the way to endless re6t ; 

night also is Thine.' 

Nor with idle thoughts and vain 

Bind our souls to earth again. 

Rather may we heavenward rise 

"Where eternal treasure lies ; 

Purified by grace within, 

Hating every deed of sin. 

Holy Fatuee, hear our cry 

Through Thy Son, our Loan most High ; 

Whom our thankful hearts adore 

With the Spibit evermore. 

Hymn 25. 


" And God made the firmament, and divided the waters which were under the firma- 
ment from the waters which were above the firmament. And the evening and the 
morning were the second day." 

COME, let us praise the Name of God, 
Who on the second day 
Spread out the firmament above, 

His glory to display. 
Slow floating on the blue expanGe 

The watery clouds we view, 
Whence fruitful showers at His command 

The thirsty soil bedew. 
How fair an image of the Grace 

His mercy doth impart, 
Like morning dew or gentle rain, 

To gladden every heart. 

And when the faithful soul drinks in 

Those showers with blessings rife, 
A well of water springeth up 

To everlasting life. 
O happy saints, on whom are poured 

Such treasures from above ; 
Loan, may they ne'er forgetful be, 

But render love for love. 
To God, who freely loved us first, 

All might, all glory be ; 
To Fathee, Son, and Holy Guost 

Through all eternity. Amen 
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appear : and it was so. . . . And the evening and the morning were the third day." 

THOU spak'st the word, and into one 
The floods together flowed ; 
The dry land, freed from watery veil, 

Its verdant pastures showed. 
O Fatueb, Who this earth assigned 

Our place of toil to be, 
Bind all within its one wide bound 

In one true charity. 
A brotherhood of exiles here 

We seek a Home above, 
Where Thou wilt gather in Thine Own 

Who live in holy love. 
Unloving souls, with deeds of ill 

And words of angry strife, 

Shall never, Lord, Thy glory see, 

Nor win the heavenly life. 
Lo, earth itself from day to day 

Their burthen scarce sustains, 
And yearns, in travail, to be free 

From dark corruption's chains. 
Yea, we too groan within ourselvoi, 

And that adoption wait 
For which the Hoi.y Spibit's seal 

Did us predestinate. 
Eternal glory be ascribed 

To Goi>, the One in Theee, 
By Whom is pour'd into our hearts 

The grace of charity. Amen. 

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And the evening and the 
VTEW wonders of Thy mighty Hand, 
ll Lobd, we to-day admire, 
Writ on the firmament above 

In glittering orbs of fire. 
The sun is ruler of the day, 

The silver moon of night, 
The starry hosts adorn the sky 

In ordered ranks of light. 
But e'en that glorious sun must set, 

And knows his going down ; 
That silver moon must wax and wane ; 

The stars their courses own. 

in the firmament of heaven : nnd it was so. 
morning were the fourth day." 

Still in an everchanging round 

The daylight comes and goes ; 
But Thou art evermore the same, 

No change Thy mercy knows. 
Why waver then our troubled heartaf 

Thine is a Father's care ; 
And they, eternal life who seek, 

Eternal life shall share. 
All praise, all glory be ascribed 

To Gon the One in Tiibke, 
Who bids us cast our care on Him, 

To Him for comfort flee. Amen. 

Hymn 28. 


And God said, Let the waters bring forth abundantly the moving creature that 

hath life, and fowl that may fly above the earth And the evening and 

the morning were the fifth day." 

THE fish in wave and bird on win- 
God made the waters bear ; 
Both for our mortal body's food 

His mercy doth prepare. 
But other food, of richer cost, 

The immortal spirit needs; 
By faith it lives on every Word 

That from His Mouth proceeds. 
Faith springing from the Blood of Cheist 

Has flowed o'er every laud; 
And sinners through the vanquished world 

Bow down to its command. 
Its light the joy of heaven reveals 

To hearts made pure within ; 

And bids us seek by worthy deeds 

Eternal crowns to win. 
By faith the saints of old were strong 

The lion's wrath to tame ; 
By faith they spurned the tyrant's threats 

And scorned the raging flame. 
Lord, grant that we the path may tread 

Whereon its light doth shine ; 
And gather as we onward go, 

The fruits of love divine. 
O praise the Father ; praise the Son 

From Whose most precious Blood 
Springs all our faith ; and praise to Hint 

Who with them Both is God. Amen. 

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morning were the sixth day.' 

TO-DAY, O Lord, a holier work 
Thy secret counsels frame, 
A ruler for Thy new-made world, 

A herald of Thy Name. 
Thou formest man: Thy Spirit breathes 

Life into dust of earth : 
Man, in Thine own true image made 

Receives from Thee his birth. 
And henceforth he dominion has 

O'er all in earth and sea ; 
Yet mindful whence his being came 

Must humbly walk with Thee. 

Alas ! his wilful heart rebels 

Against Thy gentle sway ! 
Proud dust of earth would fain be Hka 

The God Whom all obey. 
O griefs, O sorrows numberless, 

Which hence the world o'erspread ; 
Jesu! Thy mercy succoured us, 

Or every hope had fled. 
O praise the Father, and the Sox 

Who saved us by his death, 
And Holy Ghost Who quickens us 

With His life-giving breath. Aman, 

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SIX days of labour now are past ; 
Thou rests, Holy Gon ; 
And with approving Eye hast seen 

That all is very good. 
Blest is the seventh morn of light, 

Hallowed for rest divine ; 
Yet, Lord, a new creation needs 

That mighty power of Thine. 
Ten thousand voices praise Thy Name 

In earth and sea and sky ; 
But fallen man by sin has marred 
The blissful harmony. 

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his work which He had made." 
Come, Lord, create his heart anew ; 

His heart of stone remove : 
Then hymns of praise again shall rise, 

The fruits of holy love. 
Oh ! for the songs that Thou wilt bless 

Where heart and voice agree : 
Oh ! for the prayers that plead aright 

With Thy dread Majesty. 
All praise to God, the Three in One, 

Who high in glory reigns ; 
Who by His Word has all things made, 

And by His Word sustains. Amen. 

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CREATOR of the starry height 
Thy people's everlasting Light, 
Jesd, Redeemer of us all, 
Hear Thou Thy servants when they call. 
Thou, sorrowing at the helpless cry 
Of all creation doomed to die, 
Didst save our lost and guilty race 
By healing gifts of heavenly grace. 
When earth was near its evening hour, 
Thou didst, in love's redeeming power, 
Like bridegroom from his chamber, come 
Forth from a Virgin-mother's womb. 

At Thy great Name, exalted now, 
All knees in lowly homage bow ; 
All things in heaven and earth adore, 
And own Thee King for evermore. 
To Thee, O Holt One, we pray 
Our Judge in that tremendous day, 
Ward off, while yet we dwell below, 
The weapons of our crafty foe. 
To God the Father, God the Son, 
And God the Spirit, Three in One, 
Praise, honour, might, and glory be, 
From age to age eternally. Amen. 

Hymn 32. 


His Name is called the Woed of God." 1 

HEAVENLY WORD. Eternal Light, 
Begotten of the Father's Might, 
Who, in these latter days, art born 
For succour to a world forlorn ; 

Oar hearts enlighten from above, 
And kindle with Thine own true love ; 
That we, who hear Thy call to-day, 
May cast earth's vanities away. 

And when as Judge Thou drawest nigh, 
The secrets of all hearts to try : 

When sinners meet their awful doom, 
And saints attain their heavenly home 

O let us not, for evil past, 
Be driven from Thy Face at last ; 
But with the blessed evermore 
Behold and love Thee and adore. 

To God the Fatheb. God the Sox, 
And God the Spieit, Theee in Oxe, 
Praise, honour, might, and glory be, 
From age to age eternally. Amen. 

Hymn 33. 


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ARK ! a thrilling voice is sounding ; 
Christ is nigh," it seems to say ; 
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O ye children of the day !" 

Wakened by the solemn warning, 
Let the earth-bound soul arise ; 

Cbbist, her Sun, all ill dispelling, 
Shines upon the morning skies. 

Lo ! the Lamb, so long expected, 
Comes with pardon down from heaven ; 

to awake out of sleep." 

Let us haste, with tears of sorrow, 
One and all to be forgiven ; 

That when next He comes with glory 
And the world is wrapped in fear, 

With His mercy He may shield us, 
And with words of love draw neat 

Honour, glory, might, and blessing, 
To the Father, and the Sox, 

Wuh the Everlasting Spieit, 
While eternal ages run. Amen. 

Hymn 34. 


" Tell ye the daughter of Sion, 

THE Advent of our King 
Our prayers must now employ, 
And we must hymns of welcome sing 

In strains of holy joy. 
The Everlasting Son 

Incarnate deigns to be ; 
Himself a servant's form puts on, 

To set His servants free. 
Daughter of Sion, rise 

To meet thy lowly King ; 
Nor let thy faithless heart despise 

The peace He comes to bring. 

Hymn 35. 

Behold thy King cometh unto thee." 
As Judge, on clouds of light, 

He soon will come again, 
And His true members all unite 

With Him in heaven to reign. 
Before the dawning day 

Let sin's dark deeds be gone ; 
The old man all be put away, 

The new man all put on. 
All glory to the Son, 

Who comes to set us free, 
With Father, Spirit, ever One, 

Through all eternity. Amen. 




The voice of one crying in the wilderness, Prepare ye the way of the Loan, make 
His paths straight." 

ON Jordan's bank the Baptist's cry 
Announces that the Lord is nigh ; 
Awake, and hearken, for He brings 
Glad tidings of the King of kings. 
Then cleansed be every breast from sin; 
Make straight the way for God within ; 
Prepare we in our hearts a home, 
Where such a mighty Guest may come. 
For Thou art our Salvation, Lord, 
Our Refuge, and our great Reward ; 

Without Thy grace we waste away, 
Like flowers that wither and decay. 
To heal the sick stretch out Thine Hand, 
And bid the fallen sinner stand ; 
Shine forth, and let Thy light restore 
Earth's own true loveliness once more. 
All praise, Eternal Son, to Thee 
Whose Advent doth Thy people free ; 
Whom with the Father we adore, 
And Holy Ghost for evermore. Amen. 


Hymn 36. 

" The Redeemer shall come to Zion.'' 

OCOME, O come, Emmanuel, 
And ransom captive Israel ; 
That mourns in lonely exile here, 
Until the Sox of God appear. 
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel 
Shall come to Thee, O Israel ! 
O come, Thou Rod of Jesse, free 
Thine own from Satan's tyranny; 
From depths of hell Thy people 6ave, 
And give them victory o'er the grave. 
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel 
Shall come to Thee, O Israel ! 

O come. Thou Day-Spring, come and cheer 
Our spirits by Thine Advent here ; 
Disperse the gloomy clouds of night, 
And death's dark shadows put to flight. 
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel 
Shall come to Thee, O Israel! 

O come, Thou Key of David, come 

And open wide our heavenly home ; 

Make safe the way that leads on high. 

And close the path to misery. 
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel 
Shall come to Thee, O Israel ! 

O come, O come, Thou Lord of Might ; 

"Who to Thy tribes on Sinai's height, 

In ancient times didst give the law, 

In cloud, and majesty, and awe. 
Rejoice ! Rejoice ! Emmanuel 
Shall come to Thee, O Israel ! Amen. 





•'The Lobd Himself shall descend from Heaven with a shout, with the voiee of th» 
archangel and with the trump of God." 

GREAT GOD, what do I see and hear ? 
The end of things created : 
The Judge of all men doth appear 
On clouds of glory seated : 

The trumpets sound, the graves restore 
The dead which they contained before ; 
Prepare, my soul, to meet Him. 

The dead in Cueist are first to rise 

At that last trumpet's sounding ; 
Caught up to meet Him in the skies, 

With joy their Loed surrounding; 
No gloomy fears their souls dismay; 
His presence sheds eternal day 

On those prepared to meet Him. 

The ungodly, filled with guilty fears, 

Behold His wrath prevailing ; 
In woe they rise, but all their tears 

And sighs are unavailing. 
The day of grace is pa6t and gone ; 
Trembling they stand before His throne, 

All unprepared to meet Him. 

Great Judge, to Thee our prayers we pour, 

In deep abasement bending; 
O shield us through that last dread hour, 

Thy wondrous love extending; 
May we in this our trial day, 
With faithful hearts Thy word obey, 

And thus prepare to meet Thee. Amen. 


Hymn 38. 


The day of the Lord will come as a thief in the night" 

THA T day of -wrath, that dreadful day, 
Whenheavenand earth shall pass away, 
"What power shall be the sinner's stay? 
How 6hall he meet that dreadful day '? 
When shrivelling, like a parched scroll, 
The flaming heavens together roll ; 

When louder yet, and yet more dread. 
Swells the high trump that wakes the dead; 
Oh ! on that day. that wrathful day, 
When man to judgment wakes from clay, 
Be Thou, O Christ, the sinner's stay 
Though heaven and earth shall pass away. 

Hymn 39. 

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pierced Him." 

LO ! He comes in clouds descending, 
Once for favoured sinners slain ; 
Thousand thousand saints attending 
Swell the triumph of His train : 

Alleluia ! 
Christ appears on earth again. 
Every eye shall now behold Him 

Robed in dreadful majesty ; 
They who set at nought and sold Him, 
Pierced and nailed Him to the tree, 
Deeply wailing, 
Shall the true Messiah Bee. 

Those dear tokens of His Passion 

Still His dazzling Body bears : 
Cause of endless exultation 
To His ransomed worshippers; 

With what rapture 
Gaze we on those glorious scars. 
Yea, Amen, let all adore Thee, 

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Claim the kingdoms for Thine own; 

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HARK the glad sound! the Saviour comes, 
The Saviour promised long; 
Let every heart prepare a throne, 
And every voice a song. 

He comes, the prisoners to release 

In Satan's bondage held ; 
The gates of brass before Him burst 

The iron fetters yield. 

He comes, the broken hearts to bind, 
The bleeding souls to cure, 

And with the treasures of His grace 
To bless the humble poor. 

Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace, 
Thine Advent shall proclaim ; 

And heaven's eternal arches ring 
With Thy beloved Name. Amen. 

Hymn 41. 


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WHEN shades of night around us close, 
And weary limbs in sweet repose, 
The faithfnl soul awake may be, 
And longing sigh, O Lord, to Thee. 

Thou true Desire of nations hear; 
Thou Word of God, Thou Saviour dear; 
In pity heed our humble cries, 
And bid at length the fallen rise. 

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O come, Redeemer, come and free 
Thine own from guilt and misery; 
The gates of heaven again unfold, 
Which Adam's sin had closed of old. 

All praise, Eternal Son, to Thee, 
Whose Advent doth Th> people free ; 
Whom with the Fatebr we adore 
And Holt Ghost for evermore. Amen. 


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OCOME, all ye faithful, 
Joyful and triumphant; 
O come ye, O come ye, to Bethlehem , 
Come and behold Him 
Born, the King of Angels ; 
O come, let us adore Him, 
O come, let us adore Him, 
O come, let us adore Him, Christ the Lord. 

God of God, 
LioHTof Light, 
Lo! He abhors not the Virgin's womb; 
Very God, 

Begotten, not created ; 
O come, let as adore Him, &c 

Sing, choirs of angels, 
Sing in exultation, 
Sing, all ye citizens of heaven above, 
Glory to God 
In the highest ; 
O come, let us adore Him, &c. 

Yea, Lord, -we greet Thee, 

Born this happy morning ; 
Jksu, to Thee be glory given ; 

Word of the Father, 

Now in flesh appearing; 

O come, let us adore Him, 

O come, let us adore Him, 
O come, let us adore Him, Christ the Lara 


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Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, goodwill toward men.' 

HARK! the herald-angels sing 
Glory to the new-born King, 
Peace on earth and mercy mild, 
God and sinners reconciled. 
Joyful, all ye nations, rise, 
Join the triumph of the skies; 
With the angelic host proclaim 
Cueist is born in Bethlehem. 
Hark! the herald-angels sing 
Glory to the new-born Kino, 

Christ, by highest heaven adored, 
CnitiST, the Everlasting Lobd, 
Late in time behold Him come, 
Offspring of a Virgin's womb. 
Veiled in flesh the Godhead see! 

Hail, the Incarnate Deity ! 

Pleased as Man with man to dwell, 

Jesus, our Emmanuel. 

Hark ! the herald-angels sing 
Glory to the new-born King. 

Hail, the heaven-born Prince of Peace ! 
Hail, the Sun of Righteousness! 
Light and Life to all He brings, 
Risen with healing in His wings. 
Mild He lays His glory by, 
Born that man no more may die, 
Born to raise the sons of earth, 
Born to give them second birth. 
Hark ! the herald-angels sing 
Glory to the new-born King. Amen. 


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" Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, goodwill toward men." 

HARK ! the herald-angels sing 
Glory to the new-born King, 
Peace on earth, and mercy mild, 
God and sinners reconciled. 
Joyful, all ye nations, rise, 
Join the triumph of the skies ; 
With the angelic host proclaim 
Chbist is born in Bethlehem. 

Hark ! the herald-angels sing 
Glory to the new-born King. 
Christ, by highest heaven adored, 
Christ, the Everlasting Lord, 
Late in time behold Him come, 
Offspring of a Virgin's womb. 
Veiled in flesh the Godhead see t 

Hail, tli e Incarnate Deity! 

Pleased as Man with man to dwell, 

Jesus, our Emmanuel. 

Hark ! the herald-angels sing 
Glory to the new-born King. 

Hail, the heaven-born Prince of Peace! 
Hail, the Sun of Righteousness ! 
Light and Life to all He brings, 
Kisen with healing in His wings. 
Mild He lays His glory by, 
Born that man no more may die, 
Born to raise the sons of earth, 
Born to give them second birth. 
Hark ! the herald-angels sing 
Glory to the new-born King. Amen, 

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" Unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour which is Christ the Loud. 

WHILE shepherds watched their flocks by 
All seated on the ground, [night, 

The angel of the Lord came down, 

And glory shone around. 
" Fear not,'' said he; for mighty dread 

Had seized their troubled mind ; 
" Glad tidings of great joy I bring 

To you and all mankind. 
" To you in David's town this day 

Is born of David' s line 
A Saviour, Who is Christ the Lokd ; 

And this shall be the sign ; 

"The heavenly Babe you there shall find 

To human view displayed, 
All meanly wrapped in swathing bands 

And in a manger laid." 
Thus spake the seraph : and forthwith 

Appeared a shining throng 
Of angels praising Goo, who thus 

Addressed their joyful song: 
" All glory be to God on high, 

And in the earth be peace; 
Good-will henceforth from heaven to men 

Begin and never cease." Amen. 

Hymn 45. 

The Word was made flesh." 

CHRIST, Redeemer of our race, 
Thou Brightness of the Father's Face. 
Of Him and with Him ever One 
Ere times and seasons had begun ; 
Thou that art very Light of light, 
Unfailing Hope in sin's dark night, 
Hear Thou the prayers Thy people pray, 
The wide world o'er, this blessed day. 
Remember, Lokd of life and grace, 
How once, to save a ruined race, 
Thou didst our very flesh assume 
In Mary's undented womb. 
To-day, as year by year its light 
Sheds o'er the world a radiance bright, 

One precious truth is echoed on, 

" 'Tis Thou hast saved us, Thou alone." 

Thou from the Father's throne didst come 

To call His banished children home; 

And heaven, and earth, and sea, and shore 

His love Who sent Thee here adore. 

And gladsome too are we to-day 

Whose guilt Thy Blood has washed away. 

Redeemed the new-made song we sing ; 

It is the birth-day of our King. 

O Lord, the Virgin-born, to Thee 

Eternal praise and glory be ; 

Whom with the Fathkr we adore 

And Holy Ghost for evermore. Amen. 

Hymn 46. 


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God was manifest in the flesh. 

OF the Father's Love begotten 
Ere the worlds began to be, 
He is Alpha and Omega, 

He the source, the ending He, 
Of the things that are, that have been, 
And that future years shall see, 
Evermore and evermore ! 
» At His word the worlds were framed ; 
He commanded ; it was done : 
Heaven and earth and depths of ocean 

In their threefold order one ; 
All that grows beneath the shining 
Of the moon and morning sun, 
Evermore and evermore! 
*• He is found in human fashion, 
Death and sorrow here to know, 
That the race of Adam's children, 
Doomed by law to endless woe, 
May not henceforth die and perish 
In that dreadful gulf below, 

Evermore and evermore ! 
O that Birth for ever blessed, 

"When the Virgin, full of grace, 
By the Holy Ghost conceiving, 
Bare the Saviour of our race ; 
And the Babe, the world's Redeemer, 
First revealed His sacred Face, 
Evermore and evermore ! 
This is He Whom seers in old time 

Chanted of with one accord ; 
Whom the voices of the Prophets 
Promised in their faithful word ; 

Now He shines, the long-expected: 

Let creation praise its Loud : 

Evermore and evermore! 
O yeheigths of Heaven adore Him! 

Angel-hosts His praises ?ing! 
All dominions bow before Him 

And extol our God and King : 
Let no tongue on earth be silent, 

Every voice in concert ring, 

Evermore and evermore ! 
Righteous Judge of souls departed ! 

Righteous King of them that live! 
On the Father's throne exalted 

None in might with Thee may strive ; 
Who at last in vengeance coming 

Sinners from Thy Face shalt drive, 
Evermore and evermore! 
Thee let old men, Thee let young men, 

Thee let boys in chorus sing ; 
Matrons, virgins, little maidens 

With glad voices answering ; 
Let their guileless songs re-echo, 

And the heart its praises bring, 
Evermore and evermore ! 
Chei8t! to Thee, with God the Father 

And, O Holy Ghost, to Thee! 
Hymn, and chant, and high thanksgiving, 

And unwearied praises be, 
Honor, glory and dominion, 

And eternal victory, 

Evermore and evermore! Amen. 
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" Behold I bring you good tidings of great joy." 

CHRISTIANS, awake, salute the happy morn, 
Whereon the Saviouk of mankind was born; 
Rise to adore the mystery of love, 
Which hosts of angels chanted from above ; 
With them the joyful tidings first begun 
Of God Incarnate and the Virgin's Son. 
Then to the watchful shepherds it was told, 
Who heard the angelic herald's voice, "Behold, 
I bring good tidings of a Saviour's birth 
To you and all the nations upon earth ; 
This day hath God fulfilled His promised word, 
This day is born a Saviour, Christ the Lord." 
He spake ; and straightway the celestial choir 
In hyms of joy, unknown before, conspire : 
The praises of redeeming love they sang, 
And heaven's whole orb with alleluias rang 
God's highest glory was their anthem still, 
Peace upon earth, and unto men good-will. 
To Bethlehem straight th' enlightened shepherds raa, 
To see the wonders God had wrought for man ; 
Then to their flocks, still praising God, return, 
And their glad hearts with holy rapture burn-; 
To all the joyful tidings they proclaim, 
The first apostles of the Saviour's Name. 

Oh I may we keep and ponder in our mind 
God's wondrous love in saving lost mankind ; 
Trace we the Babe, Who hath retrieved our loss, 
From the poor manger to the bitter cross ; 
Tread in His steps, assisted by His grace, 
Till man's first heavenly state again takes place. 
Then may we hope, the angelic hosts among, 
To join, redeemed, a glad triumphant throng: 
He that was born upon this joyful day 
Around us all His glory shall display ; 
Saved by His love, incessant we shall sing 
Eternal praise to heaven's Almighty King. Amen. 

Hymn 48. 


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GOD from on high hath heard, 
Let sighs and sorrows cease ; 
Lo ! from the opening heaven descends 

To man the promised Peace. 

Hark ! through the silent night 

Angelic voices swell ; 
Their joyful songs proclaim that " God 

Is born on earth to dwell." 

See how the shepherd -hand 

Speed on with eager feet ; 
Come to the hallowed cave with them 

The holy Babe to greet. 

But oh ! what sight appears 

Within that lowly door ; 
A manger, stall, and swaddling clothes, 

A Child and Mother poor. 

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our Peace. 

Art Thou the Cheist ? the Sox ? 

The Father's Image bright ? 
And see we Him Whose arm upholds 

Earth and the starry height ? 

Yea, faith can pierce the cloud 

Which veils Thy glory i:ow ; 
We hail Thee God, before Whose Throna 

The angels prostrate bow. 

A silent Teacher, Lord, 

Thou bidst us not refuse 
To bear what flesh would have us shun, 

To shun what flesh would choose. 

Our swelling pride to cure 

With that pure love of Thine, 
O be Thou born within our hearts, 

Most holy Child Divine. Amen. 

Hymn 49. 

" The Lord is our defence 


SAVIOUR of the world forlorn, 
This day to save us Thou wast born; 
Protect us through the coming night, 
And ever save us by Thy might. 
Now, Lord, be Thou in mercy "nigh, 
And spare Thy servants when they cry ; 
Our sins blot out. our prayers receive," 
Thy light throughout our darkness give. 
O let not sleep the soul oppress, 
Nor secret foe the heart possess ; 

the Holy One of Israel is our King. 

Our flesh keep chaste, that it may be 
A holy temple unto Thee. 
To Thee, Who makest souls anew, 
Our hearts in prayer would humbly sue, 
That pure and free from inward stain 
We from our beds may rise again. 
All praise to God the Father be. 
All praise. Eternal Sox, to Thee, 
Whom with the Spirit we adore 
For ever and for evermore. Amen. 

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Oh ! how Messed first to be 
Slain for Him Who bled for thee; 
First like Him in dying hour 
Witness to Almighty power ; 
First to follow where He trod 
Through the deep Red Sea of blood; 
First ; but in thy footsteps press 
Saints and martyrs numberless. 
Glory to the Father be ; 
Glory, Vibgin-born, to Thee; 
Glory to the Holy Ghost, 
Praised by men and heavenly host. 

" Be thou faithful unto death, and I 
{The word "Stephen* 

FIRST of Martyrs, thou whose name 
Doth thy golden crown proclaim, 
Not of flowers that fade away 
Weave we this thy crown to-day. 
Bright the stones, which bruise thee, gleam, 
Sprinkled with thy life-blood's stream; 
Stars around thy sainted head 
Never could such radiance shed. 
Every wound upon thy brow 
Sparkles with unearthly glow ; 
Like an angel's is thy face 
Beaming with celestial grace. 

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That which we have looked upon and our hands have handled of the Wobd of Life, 
declare we unto you." 

THE life, which God's Incarnate Wobd 
Lived here below with men, 
Three blest Evangelists record 

With heaven-inspired pen : 
John soars on high, beyond the three, 

To God the Fatheb'b throne ; 
And shews in what deen mystery 

The Word with God is One. 
Upon the Saviour's loving breast 
Invited to recline, 

'Twas thence he drew, in moments blest, 

Rich stores of truth divine. 
There too with that angelic love 

Did he his bosom fill, 
Which, once enkindled from above, 

Breathes in his pages still. 
Jesu, the Virgin's Holy Son, 

We praise Thee and adore, 
Who art with God the Father On« 

And Spirit evermore. Amen. 

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The disciple whom Jestjs loved.' 

WORD Supreme before creation 
Born of God eternally, 
Who didst will for our salvation 

To be born on earth and die ; 
Well Thy saints have kept their station, 
Watching till Thine hour drew nigh. 

Now *tis come, and faith espies Thee ; 

Like an eaglet in the morn, 
One in steadfast worship eyes Thee, 

Thy beloved, Thy latest born ; 
In T Isy glory he descries Thee 

Reigning from the tree of scorn. 

He upon thy bosom lying 

Thy loved tokens learned by heart ; 
And Thy dearest pledge in dying, 

Lord, Thou didst to him impart ; 
Shew'dst him how, all grace supplying, 

Blood and water from Thee start. 

He first, hoping and believing, 

Did beside the grave adore ; 
latest he, the warfare leaving, 

Landed on th' eternal shore ; 
And his witness we receiving 

Own Thee Lord for evermore. 

Much he asked in loving wonder, 
On Thy bosom leaning, Lord ; 

In that secret place of thunder 
Answer kind, didst Thou accord, 

Wisdom for Thy Church to ponder 
Till the day of dread award. 

Lo ! heaven's doors lift up, revealing 
How Thy judgments earthward move, 

Scrolls unfolded, trumpets pealing, 
Wine cups from the wrath above; 

Yet o'er all a soft voice stealing — 
''Little children, trust and love I" 

Thee, the almighty King eternal, 

Father of th' eternal Word, 
Thee, the Fatiikr's Word supernal, 

Thee, of Both, the Bhkath adored, 
Heaven and earth, and realms infernal, 

Own, One glorious God and Lord. Amen. 


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These are they which follow the Lamb whithersoever He goeth." 

A HYMN for Martyrs sweetly sing ; 
For Innocents your praises bring; 
Of whom in tears was earth bereaved, 
Whom heaven with songs of joy received : 
"Whose angels see the Fathf.b'b Face 
"World without end, and hymn His grace, 
And, while they praise their glorious King. 
A hymn for Martyrs sweetly sing. 

A voice from Ramah was there sent, 
A voice of weeping and lafnent. 
While Rachel mourned her children sore 
Whom for the tyrant's sword she bore. 
Triumphal is their glory now 
Whom earthly suffering could not bow; 
For whom by cruel torments rent, 
A voice from Ramah was there sent. 

Fear not, O little flock and blest, 
The lion that your life oppressed: 
To heavenly pastures ever new 
The heavenly Shepherd leadeth you, 
Who dwelling now on Sion's hill 
The Lamb's own footsteps follow still, 
By tyrant there no more distressed; 
Fear not, O little flock and blest. 

And every tear is wiped away 

By your dear Father's hands for aye: 

Death hath no power to hurt yon more : 

Your own is life's eternal shore. 

And all who, good seed bearing, weep, 

In everlasting joy shall reap; 

What time they shine in heavenly day, 

And every tear is wiped away. Amen. 

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"They are without. 

GLORY to Thee, O Lord, 
Who, from this world of sip, 
By cruel Herod's ruthless sword 
Those precious ones didst wiu. 

Baptized in their own hlood, 
Earth's untried perils o'er, 
They passed unconsciously th». flood, 
And safely gained the shore. 

Glory to Thee for all 
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Who since that hour have heard Thy call 
And reached the quiet land. 

Oh, that our hearts within, 

Like theirs, were pure and bright; 

Oh, that as free from deeds of sin 
We shrank not from Thy sight. 
Loed, help us every hour 
Thy cleansing grace to claim ; 

In life to glorify Thy power, 
In death to praise Thy Name. Amen. 

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Name was called Jesus." 

THE ancient law departs. 
And all its terrors cease ; 
For Jesus makes with faithful hearts 
A covenant of peace. 

The Light of Light divine, 
True Brightness undefiled. 
He bears for us the shame of sin, 
A Holy Spotless Child. 
His Infant Body now 
Begins our pain to feel 

Those precious drops of Blood that flow 
For death the victim seaL 

To-day the Name is Thine 
At which we bend the knee ; 
They call Thee Jesus, Child Divine! 
Our Jesus deign to be. 

All praise. Eternal Sox, 
For Thy redeeming love, 
"With Father, Spirit, ever One, 
In glorious might above. Amen, 

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that were under the law. 1 ' 

BLESSED DAY, when first was poured 
The Blood of our redeeming Lord ! 
O Blessed Day, when first began 
His sufferings borne for sinful man ! 
Scarce entered on this life of woe, 
His Infant Blood begins to flow; 
A foretaste of His death He feels, 
An earnest of His love reveals. 
From heaven descending to fulfil 
The bidding of His Fatheb's will, 
A victim even now He lies 
Before the day of sacrifice. 
For love of us His woes begin ; 
The Sinless suffers for our sin ; 

The Law's great Maker for our aid 

Obedient to the Law is made. 

The wound He through the Law endures 

Our freedom from that Law secures; 

Henceforth a holier law prevails, 

The law of love which never fails. 

Loed, circumcise our hearts, we pray, 

And take what is not Thine away ; 

Write Thine own Name within our hearts, 

Thy law upon our inmost parts. 

O Loan, the Virgin-born, to Thee 

Eternal praise and glory be ; 

Whom with the Fathee we adore 

And Holt Ghost for evermore. Amen. 

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Let this mind be in you which was also in Christ Jesus.' 

THE Word, with God the Father One 
Before the heavens and earth were made, 
Is now the Virgin's new-born Son, 
Upon her lowly bosom laid. 
Already o'er His sinless Head 
The streams of wrath begin to flow ; 
Already on His infant bed 
The taste of grief He deigns to know. 
The lowliest poverty he bears 
That we may be with wealth supplied ; 

He weeps ; O precious grief and tears I 
Through Him the wond is purified. 
An humble dress, a mean abode, 
A life obscure His glory hide ; 
Proud man, behold thy lowly God, 
And let the sight destroy thy pride. 
.Tksu, Who earnest from on high 
To be the Lamb for sinners slain, 
Leave not Thy ransomed flock to die. 
Nor let Thy toil be spent in vaia Amen. 

See also the Hymns for New Years' Day. 


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We have seen His star in the east/ 

WHAT star is this, with heams so bright, 
More beauteous than the noon-day 
It shines to herald forth the King, [light ? 
And Gentiles to His cradle bring. 
See now fulfilled what God decreed, 
" From Jacob shall a star proceed ;" 
And eastern sages with amaze 
Upon the wondrous vision gaze. 
The guiding star above is bright, 
Within them shines a clearer light, 
Which leads them on with power benign 
To seek the Giver of the sign. 

Hymn 59. 

True love can brook no dull delay ; 
Nor toil nor dangers stop their way ; 
Home, kindred, father-land, and all 
They leave at their Creator's calL 
O Jesu ! while the star of grace 
Allures us now to seek Thy Face, 
Let not our slothful hearts refuse 
The guidance of that light to use. 
All glory, Jesu, be to Thee 1 
For this Thy glad Epiphany, 
Whom with the Fatheb we adore 
And Holy Ghost for evermore. Am«a 

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for out of thee shall come a Governor, that shall rule My people Israel." 

EARTH has many a noble city ; 
Bethlehem, thou dost all excel ; 
Out of thee the Loud from heaven 

Came to rule His Israel. 
Fairer than the sun at morning 

Was the star that told His birth, 
To the world its God announcing 

Seen in fleshly form on earth. 
Eastern »ges at His cradle 

Made oblations rich and rare ; 

See them give, in deep devotion, 

Gold, and frankincense, and myrrh. 
Sacred gifts of mystic meaning ; 

Incense doth their God disclose, 
Gold the King of kings proclaimeth, 

Myrrh His sepulchre foreshows. 
Jesu, Whom the Gentiles worshipped 

At Thy glad Epiphany, 
Unto Thee, with Gon the Fatheb 

And the Spieit, glory be. Amen. 

Hymn 60. 


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The Life was manifested, and we have seen it.' 

WHY doth that impious Herod fear, 
When told that Christ the King is near ? 
He takes not earthly realms away, 
Who gives the realms that ne'er decay. » 
The Eastern sages saw from far 
And followed on His guiding star ; 
By light their way to Light they trod, 
And by their gifts confessed their God. 
Within the Jordan's sacred flood 
The heavenly T.amr in meekness stood, 

That He, to Whom no sin was known, 

Might cleanse His people from their own. 

And oh ! what miracle divine, 

When water reddened into wine ; 

He spake the word, and forth it flowed 

In streams that nature ne'er bestowed. 

All glory, Jesxt, be to Thee 

For this Thy glad Epiphany 

Whom with the Fathee we adore 

And Holy Ghost for evermore. Amen. 

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" The people which sat 

THE people that in darkness sat 
A glorious Light have seen ; 
The Light has shined on them who long 

In shades of death have been. 
To hail Thee, Sun of Righteousness, 

The gathering nations come ; 
Their joy as when the reapers bear 

Their harvest treasures home. 
For Thou their burden dost remove, 

And break the tyrant's rod, 
As in the day when Midian fell 

Before the sword of God. 
For unto us a Child is born, 

To us a Son is given, 

darkness saw great light." 

And on His Shoulder ever rests 

All power in earth and heaven. 
His Name shall be the Prince of Peace, 

The Everlasting Lord, 
Th ! Wonderful, the Counsellor, 

The God by all adored. 
His righteous government and power, 

Shall over all extend ; 
On judgment and on justice based, 

His reign shall have no end. 
Lord Jkbus, reign in us, wc pray, 

And make us Thine alone, 
Who with the Father ever art 

i. Amen. 

And Holt Spiuit One. 

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"And He went down with them, and came 

THE Heavenly Child in stature grows, 
And, growing, learns to die ; 
And still His early training shows 

His coming agony. 
The Son of God His glory hides 

With parents mean and poor ; 
And He Who made the heavens ahides 

In dwelling-place obscure. 
Those mighty Hands that rule the sky 

No earthly toil refuse ; 

to Nazareth, and was subject unto them," 
The Maker of the stars on high 

An humble trade pursues. 
He Whom the choirs of angels praise, 

Bearing each dread decree, 
His earthly parents now obeys, 

In deep humility. 
For this Thy lowliness revealed, 

Jesu, we Thee adore ; 
And praise to God the Father yield 

And Spieit evermore. Amen. 

Hymn 63. 

" God be merciful unto us and bless us; 

GOD of mercy, God of grace, 
Shew the brightness of Thy Face ; 
Shine upon us. Savioub shine, 
Fill Thy Church with light divine ; 
A»d Thy saving health extend 
Unto earth's remotest end. 
Let the people praise Thee, Lobd ; 
Let Thy love fn all be poured ; 
Let the nations shout and sing 

and shew ns the light of His countenance." 
Glory to their Saviour King ; 
At Thy Feet their tribute pay, 
And Thy holy Will obey. 
Let the people praise Thee, Lobd; 
Earth shall then her fruits afford ; 
God to man His blessing give, 
Man to God devoted live ; 
All below, and all above, 
One in joy, and light, and iove. Amn. 


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" When they saw the star, they rejoiced with exceeding great joy." 

AS with gladness men of old 
Did the guiding star behold ; 
As with joy they hailed its light, 
Leading onward, beaming bright; 
So, most gracious Lord, may we 
ETermore be led to Thee. 

As with joyful steps they sped 
To that lowly manger-bed ; 
There to bend the knee before 
Him Whom heaven and earth adore 
So may we with willing feet 
Ever seek the mercy-seat 

As they offered gifts most rare 
At that manger rude and bare ; 
So may we with holy joy, 
Pure and free from sin's alloy. 
All onr costliest treasures bring, 
Christ 1 to Thee our heavenly Kinj. 

Holy Jesus, every day 
Keep us in the narrow way, 
And, when earthly things are past, 
Bring our ransomed souls at last 
Where they need no star to guide. 
Where no clouds Thy glory hide* 

In the heavenly country bright 
Need they no created light ; 
Thou its Light, its Joy, its Crown, 
Thou its Sun which goes not down ; 
There for ever may we sing 
Alleluias to our Kiug. 


Hymn 65-(First Tune.) Cpipfjang, 

JESU ! the very thought is sweet ! 
In that dear Name all heart -joys meet: 
But oh . than honey sweeter far 
The glimpses of His Presence are. 
No word is sung more sweet than this, 
No sound is heard more full of bliss, 
No thought brings sweeter comfort nigh, 
Than Jesus, Son of God most High. 
Jesxt, the hope of souls forlorn, 
How good to them for sin that mourn! 
To them that seek Thee, oh how kind ! 
But what art Thou to them that find ? 

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" Unto you which believe He is precious." 

No tongue of mortal can express, 
No pen can write the blessedness, 
He only who hath proved it knows 
What bliss from love of Jesus flows. 
O Jesu, King of wondrous might ! 
O Victor, glorious from the fight ! 
Sweetness that may not* be expressed, 
And altogether loveliest 1 
Abide with us, O Lord, to-day, 
Fulfil us with Thy grace, we pray ; 
And with Thine own true sweetness feed 
Our souls from sin and darkness freed. 

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All the earth shall be filled with His Majesty.' 

HAIL to the Lord's Annointed, 
Great David's greater Son I 
Hail, in the time appointed, 
His reign on earth begun I 
He comes to break oppression, 

To set the captive free ; 
To take away trangression, 
And rule in equity. 

He shall come down like showers 

Upon the fruitful earth. 
And joy and hope, like flowers, 

Spring in His path to birth : 
Before Him on the mountains 

Shall Peace, the herald, go ; 
From hill to vale the fountains 

Of Righteousness o'erflow. 

Kings shall bow down before Him, 

And gold and incense bring; 
All nations shall adore Him, 

His praise all people sing ; 
To Him shall prayer unceasing, 

And daily vows ascend ; 
His kingdom still increasing, 

A kingdom without end. 

O'er every foe victorious, 

He on His throne shall rest; 
From age to age more glorious, 

All-blessing and all-blessed : 
The tide of time shall never 

His covenant remove ; 
His Name shall stand for ever, 

His changeless Name of love. Ama» 

jFor t&e mzzk before ^eptuagesima, 

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" And again they said, Alleluia." 

ALLELUIA, song of sweetness, 
Voice of joy that cannot die ; 
Alleluia is the anthem 

Ever dear to choirs on high ; 
In the house of God abiding 
Thus they sing eternally. 

Alleluia, thou resoundest, 

True Jerusalem and free ; 
Alleluia, joyful Mother, 

All thy children sing with the»J 
But by Babylon' s sad waters 

Mourning exiles now are we. 

Alleluia cannot always 
Be our song while here below ; 

Alleluia our transgressions 
Make us for awhile forego ; 

For the solemn time is coming 
"When our tears for sin must flow. 

Therefore in our hymns we pray Thee* 
Grant us, Blessed Trinity, 

At the last to keep Thine Easter 
In our Home beyond the sky; 

There to Thee for ever singing 
Alleluia joyfully. Amen. 


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CREATOR of the world, to Thee 
An endless rest of joy belongs; 
And heavenly choirs are ever free 
To sing on high their festal songs. 
But we are fallen creatures here, 
"Where pain and sorrow daily come ; 
And how can we in exile drear 
Sing out, as they, sweet songs of Home? 
O Father, Who dost promise still 
That they who mourn shall blessed be, 

s song in a 6trange land ?" 
Grant us to weep for deeds of ill 
That banish us so long from Thee : 
But weeping, grant us faith to rest 
In hope upon Thy loving care ; 
Till Thou restore us, with the blest, 
Their songs of praise in heaven to share. 
To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
The God Whom heaven and earth adore, 
From men and from the angel-host 
Be praise and glory evermore. Amen. 

Hymn 69. 

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Behold, I create new heavens and a new earth. 

OLORD, in perfect bliss above 
Thou could 1 st not need created love; 
And yet Thou didst Thy power display, 
And earth's foundations firmly lay. 
Things that were not, at Thy command, 
In perfect form before Thee stand ; 
And all to their Creator raise 
A wondrous harmony of praise. 
But even while the world came forth 
In all the beauty of its birth ; 
In Thy deep thought Thou didst behold 
Another world of nobler mould. 

For Thou didst will that Christ should 

A new creation by His Name ; [frame 

Its seed, the living word of grace 

He scatters wide in every place : 

Its home, when time shall be no more 

In heaven with Thee for evermore ; 

Accepted in Thy boundless love 

To share His throne and joy above. 

O Father, bless, for they are Thine, 

O Son, direct iu love divine, 

O Holy Ghost, with grace endue 

The old creation and the new. Amen. 

Hymn 70 


These all died in faith, not having received the promises, bat having seen them 
afar off, and were persuaded of them, and embraced them, and confessed that 
they were strangers and pilgrims on the earth." 

HOW blest were they who walked in love 
"With Chbist, while yet He dwelt above ; 
A righteous band, sustained by grace ; 
The fathers of the faithful race. 
O who can tell as should be told 
The praises of those men of old, 
Their patient faith, their longing sighs 
Of hope uplifted to the skies ? 
Strangers and pilgrims here below 
They deemed the world an empty show ; 

To purer joys their hearts were given; 
The better land they sought was Heaven, 
The soul that truly cleaves to God 
Still longs to gain that blest abode : 
O Chei8T, forbid our souls to roam, 
And fix them on our own true Home. 
All praise to God the Fatheb be ; 
All praise, Eternal Son, to Thee ; 
Whom with the Spirit we adore 
For ever and for evermore. Amen. 

Hymn 71. 

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1 The invisible things of Him from the creation of the world are clearly seen, being 
understood by the things that are made." 

THERE is a book, who runs may read, 
Which heavenly truth imparts, 
And all the lore its scholars need, 

Pure eyes and Christian hearts. 
The works of God, above, below, 

Within us and around, 
Are pages in that book to show 
, How God Himself is found. 
The glorious sky, embracing all, 

Is like the Maker's love, 
Wherewith encompassed, great and small 

In peace and order move. 

The moon above, the church below, 

A wondrous race they run ; 
But all their radiance, all their glow 

Each borrows of its Sun. 
The Saviour lends the light and heat 

That crown His holy hill ; 
The saints, like stars, around His seat 

Perform their courses still. 
Thou, Who hast given me eyes to sea 

And love this "sight so fair, 
Give me a heart to find out Thee, 

And read Thea everywhere. Amao. 

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" Now abideth faith, hope, charity, these three ; but the greatest of these is charity, 

GREAT Mover of all hearts, Whole Hand 
Doth all the secret springs command 
Of human thought and will, 
Thou, since the world was made, dost bless 
Thy saints with fruits of holiness, 

Their order to fulfil. 
Faith, hope, and love, here weave one chain ; 
But love alone shall then remain 
When this short day is gone 

O Love, O Truth, O endless Light, 
When shall we see Thy Sabbath bright 

With all our labours done ? 
We sow 'mid perils here and tears ; 
There the glad hand the harvest bears, 

Which here in grief hath sown : 
Great Three in One, the increase give ; 
These gifts of grace, by which we live, 

With heavenly glory crown. Amen. 

The Hymns for Sunday and other days of the week may fitly be used at this season. 

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" Rend your heart and not your garments, and turn unto the Lord your God, 

ONCE more the solemn season calls 
A holy fast to keep ; 
And now within the temple walls 

Both priests and people weep. 
But vain all outward sign of grief, 

And vain the form of prayer, 
Unless the heart implore relief, 

And penitence be there. 
We smite the breast, we weep in vain 

In vain in ashes mourn, 
Unless with penitential pain 
The smitten soul be torn. 

In sorrow true then let us pray 

To our offended God, 
From us to turn His wrath away 

And stay the uplifted rod. 
O God, our Judge and Father, deign 

To spare the bruised reed ; 
We pray for time to turn again, 

For grace to turn indeed. 
Blest Three in One, to Thee we bow; 

Vouchsafe us, in Thy love, 
To gather from these fasts below 

Immortal fruit above. Amen. 

Hymn 74. 


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** Now, saith the Lord, turn ye even to Me with all your heart, and with fasting, 
and with weeping, and with mourning. 1 ' 

BY precepts taught of ages past, 
Now let us keep again the fast 
Which, year by year, in order meet 
Of forty days is made complete. 
The law and seers that were of old 
In divers ways this Lent foretold, 
Which Christ Himself, the Lokd and Guide 
Of every season, sanctified. 
More sparing therefore let ns make 
The words we 6peak, the food we take, 
Deny ourselves in mirth and sleep, 
In stricter watch our senses keep. 
In prayer together let us fall, 
Ana cry for mercy, one and all ; 
And weep before the Judge, and say, 
Oh, turn from us Thy wrath away. 

Hymn 75. 

Thy grace have we offended sore 
By sins, O God, which we deplore ; 
Pour down upon us from above 
The riches of Thy pardoning love. 
Remember, Loed, though frail we be, 
That yet Thine handiwork are we : 
Nor let the honour of Thy Name 
Be by another put to shame. 
Forgive the sin that we have wrought, 
Increase the good that we have sought ; 
That we at length, our wanderings o'er, 
May please Thee here and evermore, 
Blest Three in One and One in Three, 
Almighty God, we pray to Thee, 
That Thou wouldst now vouchsafe to bless 
Our fast with fruits of righteousness. 

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" O deliver us, and be merciful unto our sins, for Thy Name's sake." 

MERCIFUL Creator, hear : 
To us in pity bow Thine ear: 
Accept the tearful prayer we raise 
In this our fast of forty days. 
Each heart is manifest to Thee ; 
Thou knowest our infirmity : 
Repentant now we seek Thy Face ; 
Impart to us Thy pardoning grace. 
Our sins are manifold and sore, 
But 6pare Thou who that sin deplore 

And forThine own Name's sake makewhole 

The fainting and the weary soul. 

Grant us to mortify each sense 

By means of outward abstinence, 

That so from every stain of sin 

The soul may keep her fast within. 

Blest Three in One and One in Three, 

Almighty God, we pray to Thee, 

That Thou wouldst now vouchsafe to bless 

Our fast with fruits of righteousness. 


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LO ! now is our accepted day, 
The time for purging sins away, 
The sins of thought, and deed, and word, 
Th.-vt we have done against the Lord. 
For He the Merciful and True 
Hath spared His people hitherto ; 
Not willing that the soul should die 
Though great its past iniquity. 
Then let us all with earnest care 
And contrite fast, and tear, and prayer, 



behold, now is the day of salvation." 
And works of mercy and of love 
Entreat for pardon from above ; 
That He may all our sins efface, 
Adorn us with the gifts of grace, 
And join us to the angel band, 
For ever in the Heavenly Land. 
Blest Three in One and One in Three, 
Almighty Goo, we pray to Thee, 
That Thou wouldst now vouchsafe to bless 
Our fast with fruits of righteousness. 

Hymn 77. 




"In due season we shall 

OTHOU Who dost to man accord 
His highest prize, his best reward ; 

Thou Hope of all our race ; 
Jksu, to Thee we now draw near, 
Our earnest supplications hear, 

Who humbly seek Thy Face. 
With self-accusing voice within, 
Our conscience tells of many a sin 

In thought and word and deed : 
D cleanse that conscience from all stain 
The penitent restore again, 

From every burden freed. 
If Thou reject ns, who shall give 
Our fainting spirits strength to live ? 

'Tia Thine alone to spare : 

reap, if we faint not." 
With cleansed hearts to pray aright 
And find acceptance in Thy sight, 

Be this our lowly prayer. 
'Tis Thou hast blessed this solemn fast ; 
So may its days by us be passed 

In self-control severe, 
That when our Easter morn we hail, 
In mystic feast we may not fail 

To keep with conscience clear. 
O Blessed Trinity bestow 
Thy pardoning grace on us below, 

And shield us evermore ; 
Until, within Thy courts above, 

We see Thy Face, and sing Thy love, 
And with Thy saints adore. Amen. 


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FORTY days and forty nights 
Thou wast fasting in the wild ; 
Forty days and forty nights 
Tempted, and yet undefiled. 

Sunbeams scorching all the day; 
Chilly dew-drops nightly shed ; 
Prowling beasts about Thy way; 
Stones Thy pillow ; earth Thy bed. 

Shall not we Thy sorrows share, 
And from earthly joys abstain, 
Fasting with unceasing prayer, 
Glad with Thee to suffer pain ? 

into the wilderness, being forty days tempted of 

those days He did eat nothing." 

And if Satan, vexing sore, 
Flesh or spirit should assail, 
Thou, his Vanquisher before k 
Grant we may not faint or fail. 

So shall we have peace divine ; 
Holier gladness ours shall be; 
Round us, too, shall angels shine, 
Such as ministered to Thee. 

Keep, O keep us, Saviotjk dear, 
Ever constant by Thy 6ide ; 
That with Thee we may appear 
At th' eternal Eastertide. Amen. 

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A broken and a contrite heart, O God, Thou wilt not despise." 

LORD, when we bend before Thy throne, 
And our confessions pour, 
Teach us to feel the sins we own, 

And hate what we deplore. 
Our broken spirit pitying 6ee ; 

True penitence impart ; 
Then let a kindling glance from Thee 

Beam hope upon the heart. 
When we disclose our wants in prayer, 

May we our wills resign ; 

And not a thought our bosoms share, 
Which is not wholly Thine. 

May faith each weak petition fill, 
And waft it to the skies, 

And teach our hearts 'tis goodness still 
That grants it or denies. 

All glory to the Fatheb be, 

All glory to the Son, 
All glory, Holy Ghost, to Thee, 

While endless ages run. Amen. 

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OLORD, turn not Thy Face from me, 
Who lie in woeful state, 
Lamenting all my sinful life 

Before Thy mercy-gate ; 
A gate that opens wide to those 

That do lament their sin ; 
Shut not that gate against me, Lord, 

But let me enter in. 
And call me not to strict account 

How I have sojourned here ; 

For then my guilty conscience knows 

How vile I shall appear. 
Mercy, Good Lord, mercy I ask ; 

This is my humble prayer ; 
For mercy, Lord, is all me suit. 

O let Thy mercy spare. 
To Father, Son, and Holt Ghost, 

The God Whom we adore, 
Be glory, as it was, is now, 

And shall be evermore. Amen. 

Hymn 81. 

Have mercy upon me, O God, after Thy great goodness : according to the multi- 
tude of Thy mercies do away mine offences." 

HAVE mercy, Lord, on me, 
As Thou wert ever kind ; 
Let me, opprest with loads of guilt, 
Thy wonted mercy find. 
Wash off my foul offence, 
And cleanse me from my sin ; 
For I confess my crime, and see 
How great my guilt has been. 

The joy Thy favour gives 
Let me again obtain, 
And Thy free Spirit's firm support 
My fainting soul sustain. 

To God the Father. Son, 
And Spirit, glory be; 
As 'twas, and is, and shall be so 
To all eternity. Amen. 

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Ere it pass for aye away, 
On our knees we fall and pray. 
Holy Jest/, grant us tears, 
Fill us with heart-searching fears 
Ere that awful doom appears. 
Lobd, on us Thy Spirit pour, 
Kneeling lowly at the door 
Ere it close for evermore. 

My soul fleeth unto the Lobd.'' 

By Thy night of agony, 

By Thy supplicating cry. 

By Thy willingness to die, 

By Thy tears of hitter woe 

For Jerusalem below, 

Let us not Thy love forego. 

Grant us 'neath Thy wings a place, 

Lest we lose this day of grace 

Ere we shall behold Thy face. Amen. 

Hymn 83 

Evening. "lam the Light 

CHRIST, Who art the Light and Day, 
Thy beams chase night's dark shades 

The very Light of Light Thou art, [away ; 

Who dost that blessed Light impart 

All-Holy Loud, to Thee we bend, 

Thy servants through this night defend, 

And grant us calm repose in Thee, 

A quiet night from perils free. 

Let not dull sleep the soul oppress, 

Nor secret foe the heart possess ; 
t Nor Satan's wiles the flesh allure, 
' And make us in Thy sight impure. 

Light slumber let our eyelids take, 

The heart to Thee be still awake ; 

And Thy Right Hand protection be 

To those who love and trust in Thee. 

of the world." 

O Lord, our strong defence, be nigh ; 
Bid all the powers of darkness fly ; 
Preserve and watch o'er us for good, 
Whom Thou hast purchased with Thy 

Remember us, dear Lord, we pray, 
Whilst burthened in the flesh we stay ; 
Thou only canst the soul defend, 
Be with us, Saviour, to the end. 
Blest Three in One, and One in Three, 
Almighty God, we pray to Thee, 
That Thoa wouldstnow vouchsafe to bless 
Our fast with fruits of righteousness. 

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€f)e JFiftf) ^unoap in lent 

Hymn 84. Otherwise called Passion Sunday. 

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" Gon forbid that I should glory save in the Cross of our Lord Jesus Christ.' 

THE Royal Banners forward go, 
The Cross shines forth in mystic glow ; 
Where He in flesh, our flesh Who made, 
Our sentence bore, our ransom paid. 
There whilst He hung, His sacred Side 
By soldier's spear was opened wide, 
To cleanse us in the precious flood 
Of Water mingled with His Blood. 
Fulfilled is now what David told 
In true prophetic song of old, 
How God the heathen's King should be 
For God is reigning from the tree. 

Hymn 85. 

O tree of glory, tree most fair, 
Ordained those Holy Limbs to bear, 
How bright in purple robe it 6tood, 
The purple of a Saviouij's Blood ! 
Upon its arms, like balance true, 
He weighed the price for sinners due, 
The price which none but He could pay, 
And spoiled the spoiler of his prey. 
To Thee, Eternal Three in One, 
Let homage meet by all be done ; 
As by the Cross Thou dost restore, 
So rule and guide us evermore. Amen. 

God forbid that I should glory save in the Cross of our Lord Jesus Christ.' 

Inscribed upon the Cross we sea 
In shining letters, " God is Love," 
He hears our si is upon the tree, 

WE sing the praise of Him Who died 
Of Him Who died upon the Cross 
The sinner's hope let men deride, 
For this we count the world but loss. 

He brings us mercy from above. 

The Cross ! it takes our guilt away, 
It holds the fainting spirit up ; 
It cheers with hope the gloomy day, 
And sweetens every bitter cup. 
It makes the coward spirit brave, 
And nerves the feeble arm for fight ; 
It takes its terror from the grave, 
And gilds the bed of death with light 

The balm of life, the cure of woe, 
The measure and the pledge of love, 
The sinner's refuge here below, 
The angels' theme in heaven above. 
To Christ, "Who won for sinnerB graee 
By bitter grief and anguish sore, 
Be praise from all the ransomed race 
For ever and for evermore. Amen. 

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Hymn 86. 

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ALL glory, laud, and honour 
To Thee, Redeemer, King 1 
To Whom the lips of children 
Made sweet Hosannas ring. 

Thou art the King of Israel, 

Thou David's Royal Son, 
Who in the Loqd's Name comest, 

The King and Blessed One. 
All glory, <fcc. 

The company of Angels 

Are praising Thee on high, 
And mortal men, and all things 

Created make reply. 

All glory, &c. 

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The people of the Hebrews 

With palms before Thee went, 
Our praise and prayer and anthems 
Before Thee we present, 

All glory, &c. 

To Thee before Thy Passion 
They sang their hymns of praiie. 

To Thee now high exalted 
Our melody we raise. 

All glory, &c. 

Thou didst accept their praises ; 
Accept the prayers we bring, 
Who in all good delightest, 
Thou good and gracious King. 

All glory, &c Anwn. 

Hymn 87. ©untiag tiert before (ZEaster. 

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And the multitudes that went before, and that followed, cried saying, Hosanna to 
the Son of David." 

RIDE on ! ride on in majesty! 
Hark 1 all the tribes llosanna cry ; 
O Saviour meek, pursue Thy road 
"With palms and scattered garments Btrowed. 
Ride on ! ride on in majesty ! 
In lowly pomp, ride on to die : 
O Cueist, Thy triumphs now begin 
O'er captive death and conquered sin. 
Ride on ! ride on in majesty ! 
The angel armies of the sky 

Look down with sad and wondering eyes 
To see the approaching Sacrifice. 
Ride on ! ride on in majesty ! 
The last and fiercest strife is nigh : 
The Father on His sapphire Throne 
Awaits His own anointed Son. 
Ride on ! ride on in majesty 1 
In lowly pomp, ride on to die ; 
Bow Thy meek Head to mortal pain, 
Then take, O God, Thy power, and reign. 

Hymn 88. i£)gmns on tfje Passion/* 






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MY GOD, I love Thee j not because 
I hope for heaven thereby, 
Nor yet because who love Thee not 

Must burn eternally. 
Thou, Omy Jesus, Thou didst me 

Upon the Cross embrace ; 
For me didst bear the nails, and spear, 

And manifold disgrace. 
And griefs and torments numberless, 

And sweat of agony ; 
Yea, death itself; and all for me 

Who was Thine enemy. 

Then Why, O blessed Jesu Christ, 

Should I not love Thee well ? 
Not for the hope of winning heaven, 

Nor of escaping hell ; 
Not with the hope of gaining aught, 

Not seeking a reward ; 
But as Thyself hast lov6d me, 

O ever-loving Lord. 
So would I love Thee, dearest Lord, 

And in Thy praise will sing; 
Solely because Thou art my God, 

And my Eternal King. Amen. 

* Many of these Hymns may be sung from Septuagesima to Easter, and some of then 
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Hymn 89. ^gmtlS Ott tt)Z PaSSlOn, 


And being in an agony, He 

S ION'S Daughter, weep no more, 
Though thy troubled heart be sore ; 
He of Whom the Psalmist sung, 
He Who woke the Prophet's tongue, 
Christ, the Mediator blest, 
Brings thee everlasting rest. 
In a garden man became 
Heir of sin, and death, and shame; 
Jesus in a garden wins 
Life, and pardon for our sins ; 
Through His hour of agony 
Praying in Gethsemane. 

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There for us He intercedes ; 
There with God the Father pleads j 
Willing there for us to drain 
To the dregs the cup of pain, 
That in everlasting Day, 
He may wipe our tears away. 
Therefore to His Name be given 
Glory both in earth and heaven ; 
To the Father, and the Son, 
And the Spirit, Three in One, 
Honour, praise, and glory be, 
Now and through eternity. Amen. 

' Thou wast slain, and hast redeemed us to Gon by Thy Blood. 

HE, Who once in righteous vengeance 
Whelmed the world beneath the flood, 
Once again in mercy cleansed it 

With His own most precious Blood ; 
Coming from His Throne on high 
On the painful Cross to die. 
the wisdom of th' Eternal ! 

O the depth of love divine! 
O the sweetness of that mercy 

Which in Jesos Christ did shine! 
We were sinners doomed to die ; 
Jesus paid the penalty. 

When before the Judge we tremble, 

Conscious of His broken laws, 
May the Blood of His atonement 

Cry aloud, and plead our cause, 
Bid our guilty terrors cease, 
Be our pardon and our peace. 
Peikck and Author of Salvation, 

Lord of Majesty supreme, 
Jfsu, praise to Thee be given 

By the world Thou didst redeem. 
Glory to the Father be, 

And the Spirit One with Thee. 

5>pmns on the Pas0ion. 


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O'ER WHELMED in depths of woe, 
Upon the tree of scorn 
Hangs the Redeemer of mankind, 
With racking anguish torn. 
See how the nails those Hands 
And Feet so tender rend ; 
Bee down His Face, and Neck, and Breast 
His sacred Blood descend. 

Oh, hear that awful cry 

Which pierced His Mother's heart, 
As into God the Father's Hands 

He bade His soul depart. 

Earth hears, and trembling quakes 

Around that tree of pain ; 
The rocks are rent; the graves are burst ; 

The veil is rent in twain. 

unto Jesus." 

The sun withdraws his light ; 

The mid-day heavens grow pale 
The moon, the stars, the universe 

Their Maker's death bewail. 

Shall man alone be mute? 

Have me no griefs, or fears ? 
Come, old and young, come, all mankind, 

And bathe those Feet in tears. 

Come, fall before His Cross, 

Who shed for us His Blood ; 
Who died, the Victim of pure love, 

To make us sons of God. 

Jesu, all praise to Thee, 
Our joy and endless rest ; 
Be Thou our guide while pilgrims here, 
Our crown amid the blest. Amen. 

Hymn 92. 

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IT Who in bitter pains, 
Poured for me the life-blood 

From His sacred veins ! 
Grace and life eternal 

In that Blood I find, 
Blest be His compassion 

Infinitely kind ! 
Blest through endless ages 

Be the precious stream, 


The precious Blood of Christ. 
Which from endless torments 

Did the world redeem ! 
Abel's blood for vengeance 

Pleaded to the skies; 
But the Blood of Jesus 

For our pardon cries. 
Oft as it is sprinkled 

On our guilty hearts, 
Satan in confusion 

Terror-struck departs ; 




Oft as earth exulting 
Wafts its praise on high, 

Angel-hosts rejoicing 
Make thei»glad reply. 

Lift ye then your voices ; 

Swell the mighty flood ; 
Louder still and louder 

Praise the precious Blood 

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Behold the Man." 

SINNER, lift the eve of faith, 
To true repentance turning; 
Bethink thee of the curse or sin, 

Its awful guilt discerning ; 
Upon the Crucified One look 
And thou shalt read, as in a book, 
What well is worth thy learning. 

Look on His Head, that bleeding Head, 
With crown of thorns surrounded 

Look on His sacred Hands and Feet 
Which piercing nails have wounded ; 

See every Limb with scourges rent : 

On Him, the Just, the Innocent, 
What malice hath abounded ! 

'Tis not alone those Limbs are racked, 
But friends too are forsaking ; 

And more than all, for thankless man 
That tender Heart is aching; 

Oh, fearful was the pain and scorn 

By Jesus, Son of Mary, borne. 
Their peace for sinner3 making. 

None ever knew such pain before, 

Such infinite affliction; 
None ever felt a grief like His 

In that dread crucifixion : 
For us He bare those bitter throes, 
For us those agonizing woes 

In ol't-renewed infliction. 

O sinner, mark, and ponder well 

Sin's awful condemnation ; 
Think what a sacrifice it cost 

To purchase Thy salvation ; 
Had Jeers never bled and died, 
Then what could thee and all betid© 

But uttermost damnation? 

Lo?.n. give us grace to flee from sin, 
And Su'an's wiles ensnaring, 

And from those everlasting flames 
For evil ones preparing. 

Jf.6C, we thank Thee, and entreat 

To rest for ever at Thy feet, 
Thy heavenly glory sharing. Amen, 

Hymn 94.— (First Tune.) 

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"He was wounded 

WOW, my soul, thy voice upraising. 
- 1 -' Tell in sweet and mournful strain, 
How the Crucified, enduring 

Grief, nnd wounds, and dying pain, 
Freely of His love was offered, 

Sinles3 was for sinners slain. 

Scourged with unrelenting fury 

For the sins which we deplore, 
By His livid Stripes He heals us, 

Raising us to fall no more ; 
All our bruises gently soothing, 

Binding up the bleeding sore. 
Seel His Hands and Feet are fastened; 

So He makes His people free : 
■ot a wound whence Blood is flowing 


for our transgressions." 

But a Fount of grace shall be ; 
Yea the very nails which nail Him 

Nail us also to the Tree. 
Through His Heart the spear is piercing, 

Though His foes have seen Him die ; 
Blood and Water thence are streaming 

In a tide of mystery, 
Water from our guilt to cleanse us, 

Blood to win us crowns on high. 
Jksu, may those precious Fountain! 

Drink to thirsting souls afford : 
Let them be our Cup and Healing 

And at length our full Reward; 
So a ransomed wor'd shall ever 

Trnise Thee its redeeming Lord. Amen. 

JDgmns on tfce Ipaggion. 

Hymn 95. 

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Unto you therefore which helieve He is precious." 

SWEET the moments, rich in blessing, 
Which before the Cross I spend, 
Life, and health, and peace possessing 

From the sinner's dying Friend. 
Here I rest for ever viewing 

Mercy poured in streams of Blood ; 
Precious drops, my soul bedewing, 
Plead and claim my peace with God. 

Truly blessed is the station, 

Low before His Cross to lie, 
Whilst I see divine compassion 

Beaming in His languid Eye. 
Lord, in ceaseless contemplation 

Fix my thankful heart on Thee, 
Till I taste Thy full salvation 

And Thine unveiled glory see. Amen. 

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The love of Christ constraineth us." 

TN the Lord's atoning grief 
Be our rest and sweet relief; 
Store we deep in heart's recess 
All the shame and bitterness. 

Thorn, and cross, and nails, and lance, 
Wounds, our treasure that enhance, 
Vinegar, and gall, and reed, 
And the pang His soul that freed, 

May these all our spirits sate, 
And with love inebriate ; 

In our souls plant virtue's root, 
And mature its glorious fruit 

Crucified ! we Thee adore, 
Thee with all our hearts implore, 
Us with saintly bands unite 
In the realms of heavenly light 

Christ, by coward hands betrayed, 
Christ, for us a captive made, 
Christ, upon the bitter tree 
Slain for man, be praise to Thee. Amen, 

l£>gmns on tfce Passion. 

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SACRED Head, surrounded 
By crown of piercing thorn ! 
O Weeding Head, so wounded, 

Reviled, and put to scorn ! 
Death's pallid hue comes o'er Thee, 

The glow of life decays, 
Yet angel-hosts adore Thee, 
And tremble as they gaze. 

I see Thy strength and vigour 

All fading in the strife, 
And death with cruel rigour 

Bereaving Thee of life ; 
O agony and dying ! 

O love to sinners free ! 
Jestt, all grace supplying, 

O turn Thy Face on m«. 


In this Thy bitter passion, 

Good Shepherd, think of me, 
"With Thy most sweet compassion, 

Unworthy though I be : 
Beneath Thy Cross abiding, 

For ever would I rest ; 
In Thy dear love confiding, 

And with Thy presence blest. Amen. 

IDgmns on tfje Passion. 

Hymn 98.— (First Tune.) 

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AT the Cross her station keeping 
Stood the mournful Mother weeping, 
Where He hung, the dying Lord ; 
For her soul of joy bereaved, 
Bowed with anguish, deeply grieved, 
Felt the sharp and piercing sword. 

Oh, how sad and sore distressed, 
Now was she, that Mother blessed 

Of the sole-begotten One ; 
Deep the woe of her affliction 
When she saw the Crucifixion 

Of her ever-glorious Son. 

Who, on Christ's dear Mother gazing 
Pierced by anguish so amaeing, 
Born of woman, would not weep ? 

Cross of Jesus His Mother.' 

Who, on Christ's dear Mother thinking 
Such a cup of sorrow drinking, 
Would not share her sorrows deep 

For His people's sins chastised 

She beheld her Son despised, [twined. 

Scourged, and crowned with thorns en- 
Saw Him then from judgment taken, 
And in death by all forsaken, 

Till His Spirit He resigned. 

Jesu, may such deep devotion 
Stir in me the same emotion, 

Fount of love, Redeemer kind. 
That my heart fresh ardour gaining 
And a purer love attaining, 

May with Thee acceptance find. Amen. 


Hymn 99. l£>gmns on the Passion. 



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SEE the destined day arise ! 
See, a willing Sacrifice, 
Jesus, to redeem our loss, 
Hangs upon the shameful Cross ! 
Je8Tt, who but Thou had borne, 
Lifted on that tree of scorn, 
Every pang and bitter throe, 
Finishing Thy life of woe ? 
Who but Thou had dared to drain 
Steeped in gall the cup of pain, 

Behold and see if there be any sorrow 

And with tender body bear 
Thorns, and nails, and piercing spear? 
Thence the cleansing Water flowed, 
Mingled from Thy Side with Blood; 
Sign to all attesting eyes 
Of the finished Sacrifice. 
Holy Jesu, grant us grace 
In that Sacrifice to place 
All our trust for life renewed, 
Pardoned sin, and promised good. Amen. 

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0COME and mourn with me awhile ; 
O come ye to the Saviour's side ; 
O come, together let us mourn ; 
Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. 
Have we no tears to shed for Him, 
While soldiers scoff and Jews deride ? 
Ah ! look how patiently He hangs ; 
Jesus, our Loed, is crucified. 
How fast His Hands and Feet are nailed ; 
His Throat with parching thirst is dried; 
His failing Eyes are dimmed with Blood ; 
JB8U8, our Lobd, is crucified. 

Seven times He spake, seven words of l»Fe; 
And all three hours His silence cried 
For mercy on the souls of men ; 
Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. 
Come, let us stand beneath the Cross; 
So may the Blood from out His Side 
Fall gently on us drop by drop ; 
Jesus, our Loed, is crucified. 
A broken heart, a fount of tears 
Ask, and they will not be denied ; 
Loed Jesus, may we love and weep, 
Since Thou for us art crucified. Amen. 

Hymn 101. limits on tfje Pa&sion, 

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WHEN I survey the wondrous Cross 
On which the Prince of Glory died, 
My richest gain I count but loss, 
And pour contempt on all my pride. 

Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast 
Save in the Cross of Christ my God; 
All the vain things that charm me most, 
I sacrifice them to His Blood. 

See from His Head, His Hands, His Feet, 
Borrow and love flow mingling down ; 

those I counted loss for Christ." 

Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, 
Or thorns ctmpose so rich a crown ? 

"Were the whole realm of uature mine, 
That were an offering far too small ; 
Love so amazing, so divine, 
Demands my life, my soul, my all. 

To Christ, Who won for sinners grace 
By bitter grief and anguish sore, 
Be praise from all the ransomed race 
For ever and for evermore. Amen. 

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" Christ also suffered for us, leaving an example that ye should follow His steps.' 

ANGELS, lament ; behold your God 
Man's sinful likeness wears ; 
Behold, upon the accursed tree 
Man's sins the Savioue bears. 

O Christ, with wondering minds we see 
What mighty love was Thine ; 

Did God consent to suffer thus, 
And, oh, shall man repine. 

No, Saviour, no ! the power of death 
Thy Crosa hath overcome, 

To save us, not from earthly woe 
But from th' eternal doom. 

The flesh may shrink, bmt we submit, 

Whate'er our Cross may be, 
So Thou by grace enable us 

To bear it after Thee. 

Thy stripes have healed us, and Thy Blood 

Our guilty stains effaced ; 
Then may Thy Name by sin of ours 

Be never more disgraced. Amen. 


Hymn 103. I£>gmns on tfje Ipassion, 


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" Remembering mine affliction and 

GO to dark Gethsemane, 
Ye that feel the Tempter's power, 
Your Redeemer's conflict see 
Watch with Him one bitter hour ; 
Turn not from His griefs away, 
Learn of Jesus Christ to pray. 
Follow to the judgment-hall, 
View the Lord of life arraigned, 
Oh, the wormwood and the gall I 

my misery, the wormwood and the gall." 
Oh, the pangs His soul sustained I 
Shun not suffering, shame, or loss; 
Learn of Him to bear the cross. 
Calvary's mournful mountain climb ; 
There, adoring at His Feet, 
Mark that miracle of time, 
God's own sacrifice complete; 
" It is finished ;" hear Him cry, 
Learn of Jasus Christ to die. Amen. 

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Low we bow the adoring knee ; 
When, repentant, to the skies 
Scarce we lift our weeping eyes, 
Oh ! by all Thy pains and woe 
Suffered once for man below, 
Bending from Thy Throne on high, 
Hear our solemn litany. 
By Thy birth and early years; 
By Thy life of want and tears ; 
By Thy fasting and distress 
In the lonely wilderness ; 
By the dread mysterious hour 
Of the subtle tempter's power: 
Jksc, look with pitying eye ; 
Hear our solemn litany. 
By the sacred grief that wept 
O'er the grave where Lazanis 6leptj 
By the gracious tears that flowed 
Over Snlein's loved abode ; 

Jesus, Master, have mercy upou us. 

By the mournful word that told 

Treachery lurked within Thy fold 

Jesu, look with pitying eye ; 

Hear our solemn litany. 

By Thine hour of whelming fear ; 

By Thine agony and prayer ; 

By the purple robe of scorn ; 

By Thy wounds, Thy crown of thorn; 

By Thy cross, Thy pangs, and cries ; 

By Thy perfect sacrifice ; 

Jesu, look with pitying eye ; 

Hear our solemn litany. 

By Thy deep expiring groan ; 

By the sealed sepulchral stone ; 

By Thy triumph o'er the grave; 

By Thy power from death to save ; 

Mighty God, ascended Lord, 

To Thy Throne in heaven restored. 

Prince and Saviour, hear our cry; 

Hear our solemn litany. Amen. 

Hymn 105. 

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'And when Joseph had taken the Body, he wrapped It in a clean linen cloth, and 
laid It in his own new tomb, which he had hewn out of the rock. . . . And there 
was Mary Magdalene, and the other Mary, sitting over against the sepulchre." 

RESTING- from His work to-day 
In the tomb the Saviour lay ; 
Still He slept, from Head to Feet 
Shrouded in the winding sheet, 
Lying in the rock alone, 
Hidden by the sealed stone. 
Late at even there was seen 
"Watching long the Magdalene; 
Early, er3 the break of day, 
Sorrowf tl she took her way 
To the holy garden glade, 
Where her buried Lord was laid. 

So with Thee, till life- shall end, 

I would solemn vigil spend ; 

Let me hew Thee, Lord, a shrine 

In this rocky heart of mine, 

Where in Dure embalmed cell 

None but Thou may ever dwelL 

Myrrh and spices will I bring, 

True affection's offering ; 

Close the door from sight and sound 

Of the busy world around ; 

And in patient watch remain 

Till my Lord appear again. Amen. 

Hymn 106. (ZEaStet. 


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YE choirs of new Jerusalem, 
Your sweetest notes employ, 
The Paschal victory to hymn 

In strains of holy joy. 
For Judah's Lion burst His chains, 

Crushing the serpent's head ; 
And cries aloud through death's domains 

To wake the imprisoned dead. 
Devouring depths of hell their prey 

At His command restore ; 
His ransomed hosts pursue their way 

Where Jesus goes before. 

Hymn 107.— (First Tune.) 

O grave, where is thy victory ?" 
Triumphant in His glory now 

To Him all power is given ; 
To Him in one communion bow 

All saints in earth and heaven. 
While we, His soldiers, praise our King, 

His mercy we implore, 
Within His palace bright to bring 

And keep us evermore. 
All glory to the Father be ; 

All glory to the Son ; 
All glory, Holy Ghost, to Thee, 

While endless ages run. 

Alleluia. Amen. 











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JESUS CHRIST is risen to-day, Hymns of praise then let us sing 

Alleluia ! Alleluia ! 

Our triumphant holy day, Unto Chbist, our heavenly King, 

Alleluia ! Alleluia ! 

Who did once, upon the Cross, Who endured the Cross and Grave, 

Alleluia ! Alleluia ! 

Suffer to redeem our loss. Sinners to redeem and save. 

Alleluia ! I Alleluia I 

But the pain -which He endured 

Alleluia ! 
Our salvation hath procured ; 

Alleluia ! 
Now above the Bky He's King, 

Alleluia 1 
Where the angels ever Bing. 


Hymn 107. — (Second Tune.) 


Hymn 108. 


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" This is the day which the Lord hath 
Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia.! 

OSONS and daughters, let us sing ! 
The King of heaven, the glorious King, 
O'er death to-day rose triumphing. 
Alleluia ! 

That Sunday morn, at break of day, 
The faithful women went their way 
To seek the tomb where Jksus lay. 
Alleluia I 

An Angel clad in white they see, 
Who sat and spake unto the three, 
" Your Lord doth go to Galilee." 

Alleluia ! 

That night the Apostles met in fear ; 
Amidst them came their Lour, most dear, 
And said, " My peace be on all hero." 
Alleluia ! 

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made ; we will rejoice and be glad in it." 
When Didymus the tidings heard, 
He doubted if it were the Lord, 
Until He came and spake this word: 
Alleluia ! 

" My pierced Side, O Thomas, see; 
My Hands, My Feet, I show to thee ; 
Nor faithless, but believing be." 

Alleluia ! 

No longer Thomas then denied ; 
He saw the Feet, the Hands, the Side ; 
" Thou art my Lord and God," he cried. 
Alleluia ! 

How blest are they who have not seen, 
And yet whose faith hath constant been; 
For they eternal life shall win. 


On this most holy day of days, 

To God your hearts and voices raise 

In laud, and jubilee, and praise. 

Alleluia ! Amen. 


Hymn 109.-(First Tom..) (ZBaStCt. 

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The Lord i3 King, and hath put on glorious apparel.' 

LIGHTS glittering morn bedecks the sky, 
Heaven thunders forth its victor-cry, 
The glad earth shouts her triumph high, 
And groaning hell makes wild reply ; 
While He, the King, the mighty King, 
Despoiling death of all its sting, 
And trampling down the powers of night, 
Brings forth His ransomed saints to light 
His tomb of late the threefold guard 
Of watch and stone and seal had barred ; 
But now, in pomp and triumph high, 
He comes from death to victory. 
The pains of hell are loosed at last ; 
The days of mourning now are past; 
An Angel robed in light hath said, 
M The Lord is risen from the dead." 

Part II. 
The Apostles 1 hearts were full of pain 
For their dear Lord so lately slain, 
By rebel servants doomed to die 
A death of cruel agony. 
With gentle voice the Angel gave 
The women tidings at the grave ; 
" Fear not, your Master shall ye see, 
He goes before to Galilee." 
Then hastening on their eager way 
The joyful tidings to convey, 
Their Lord they met, their living Loed, 
And falling at His Feet adored. 

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Th 1 Eleven, when they hear, with speed 
To Galilee forthwith proceed, 
That there once more they may behold, 
The Lord's dear Face, as He foretold. 

Part III. 

That Easter-tide with joy was bright, 
The sun shone out with fairer light, 
When, to their longing eyes restored, 
The Apostles saw their risen Lord. 
He bade them see His Hands, His Side, 
Where yet the glorious Wounds abide ; 
O tokens true, which made it plain 
Their Lord indeed was risen again., the King of Gentleness, 
Do Thou Thyself our hearts possess, 
That we may give Thee all our days 
The tribute of our grateful praise. 

The following may be mng at the end 
of each Part. 

O Lord of all, with us abide 
In this our joyful Easter-tide ; 
From every weapon death can wield 
Thine own redeemed for ever shield. 
All praise be Thine, O risen Lord, 
From death to endless life restored : 
All praise to God the Father be, 
And Holy Ghost, eternally. Amen. 


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Hymn 110. 


" Worthy is the Lamb that was slain to receive power, and riches, and wisdom, and 
strength, and honour, aud glory, and blessing." 

Christ, the Victim undefiled, 

C HEIST the Loed is risen to-day ; 
Christians, haste your vows to pay ; 

Offer ye your praises meet 

At the "Paschal Victim's feet. 

For the sheep the Lamb hath bled, 

Sinless in the sinner's stead ; 

" Christ is risen, 11 to-day we cry ; 

Now He lives no more to die. 

Cheist, Who once for sinners bled, 
Now the first-born from the dead, 
Throned in endless might and power, 
Lives and reigns for evermore. 
Hail, Eternaf Hope on High 1 
Hail, Thou King of victory ! 
Hail, Thou Prince of life adored I 
Help and save us, gracious Loed. 

Man to God hath reconciled ; 
Whilst in strange and awful strife 
Met together Death and Life. 
Christians, on this happy day 
Haste with joy your vows to pay, 
" Cheist is risen," to-day we cry ; 
Now He lives no more to die. 

Hymn 111. 


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" Christ our Passover is sacrified for us ; therefore let us keep the feast." 
T*HE Lamb's high banquet called to share, His Flesh, Jhe true unleavened Bread, 

X Arrayed in garments white and fair, 
Our Red Sea past, we fain would sing 
To Jescs our triumphant King. 
Upon the altar of the Cross 
His Body hath redeemed our loss ; 
And, tasting of His crimson Blood, 
Our life is hid with Him in God. 
Protected in the Paschal night, 
From the destroying angel's might, 
In triumph went the ransomed free 
From Pharoah' s cruel tyranny. 
Now Christ our Passover is slain, 
The LAMB of God without a Btain ; 

Hymn 112 


Is freely offered in our stead. 
O all-sufficient Sacrifice ! 
Beneath Thee hell defeated lies : 
Thy captive people are set free, 
And crowns of life restored by Thee. 
"We hymn Thee rising from the grave, 
From death returning, strong to save ; 
Thine own Right Hand the tyrant chains, 
And Paradise for man regains. 
Allj>raise be thine, O risen Loed, 
From death to endless life restored ; 
All praise to God the Fathee be, 
And Holt Ghost eternally. Amen. 

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Alleluia ! for the 

CHRIST the Lord is risen again ; 
Che 1ST hath broken every chain 
Hark, angelic voices cry, 
Singing evermore on high. 

He, Who gave for us His life, 
Who for us endured the strife, 
Is our Paschal Lamu to-day; 
We too sing for joy, and say, 

He, Who bore all pain and loss 
Comfortless upon the Cross, 
Lives In glory now on high, 
Pleads for us and hears our cry ; 


ord God Omnipotent reigneth. 1 ' 

He, Who slumbered in the grave, 
Is exalted now to save ; 
Now through Christendom it rings 
That the Lamb is King of kings. 

Alleluia I 
Now He bids us tell abroad 
How the lost may be restored, 
How the penitent forgiven, 
How we too may enter heaven. 

Thou, our Paschal Lamb indeed, 
Christ, Thy ransomed people feed: 
Take our sins and guilt away, 
Let us sing by night and day 

Alleluia ! Amen. 


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" Sing ye to the Lord : for He hath triumphed glorionsly.' 

AT the Lamb's high feast we sing 
Praise to our victorious King, 
Who hath washed us in the tide 
Flowing from His pierced Side ; 
Praise we Him, Whose love divine 
Gives His Sacred Blood for wine 
Gives His Body for the feast, 
Christ the Victim, Christ the Priest. 

Where the Paschal blood is poured, 
Death's dark angel sheathes his sword ; 
Israel's hosts triumphant go 
Through the wave that drowns the foe. 
Praise we Christ, whose Blood was shed, 
Paschal Victim, Paschal Bread ; 
With sincerity and love 
Eat we Manna from above. 

Mighty Victim from the sky, 
Hell's fierce powers beneath Thee lie; 
Thou hast conquered in the fight, 
Thou hast brought us life and light ; 
Now no more can death appal, 
Now no more the grave enthral ; 
Thou hast opened paradise, 
And in Thee Thy saints shall rise. 

Easter triumph, Easter joy, 
Sin alone can this destroy ; 
From sin's power do Thou set free 
Souls new-born, O Lord, in Thee. 
Hymns of glory and of praise, 
Risen Lord, to Thee we raise ; 
Holy Father, praise to Thee 
With the Spirit ever be. Amen. 

Hymn 114. 


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Alleluia 1 Alleluia i Alleluia ! 

THE strife is o'er, the battle done! 
The triumph of the Lord is won ; 
O let the song of praise be sung. 

Alleluia ! 
The powers of death have done their worst 
And Jesus hath His foes dispersed . 
Let shouts of praise and joy outburst. 

On that third morn He rose again 
In glorious majesty to reign ; 
O let us swell the joyful strain. 

Alleluia 1 
He closed the yawning gates of hell : 
The bars from heaven's high portals fell 
Let songs of joy His triumphs telL 


Lord, by the stripes which wounded Thee. 
From death's dread sting Thy servants free. 
That we may live and sing to Thee. 

Alleluia ! Amen. 

Hymn 115. 

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of the operation of God, Who hath raised Him from the dead." 

CHRIST, the heavens' Eternal King, 
Creator, unto Thee we sing ; 
With God the Father ever One, 
Co-equal, co-eternal Son ; 
Thy Hand, when first the world began, 
Made in Thine own pure Image man ; 
And linked to fleshly form of earth 
A living soul of heavenly birth. 
And when the envious, crafty foe 
Had marred Thy noblest work below, 
Thou didst our ruined state repair 
By deigning flesh Thyself to wear. 
Once of a Virgin born to save. 
And now new-born from death's dark grave. 
O Christ, Thou bidst us rise with Thee 
From death to immortality. 

Eternal Shepherd, Thou art wont 
To cleanse Thy sheep within the font ; 
That mystic bath, that grave of sin, 
Where ransomed souls new life begin. 
Divine Redeemer, Thou didst deign 
To bear for us the Cross of pain ; 
And freely pay the precious nrice 
Of all Thy Blood in sacrifice ; 
Jesu, do Thou to every heart 
Unceasing Paschal joy impart, 
From death of sin and guilty Btrife 
Set free the new-born sons of life. 
All praise be Thine, O risen Lord, 
From death to endless life restored 
All praise to Goi> the Fatiie& be 
And Holy GHOST eternally. Amon. 

Hymn 116. 







■ The First-begotten of the dead.' 

COME see. the place whare Jesus lay, 
And hear angelic watchers say, 

" He lives, Who once was slain : 
"Why seek the living 'midst the dead? 
Remember how the Saviour said 

That he would rise again." 
O joyful sound I O glorious hour, 
When by His own Almighty power 

He rose, and left the gravel 
Now let our songs His triumph tell, 
Who burst the bands of death and hell, 

And ever lives to save. 

Hymn 117. 

The First-begotten of the dead, 
For us He rose, our glorious Head, 

Itnmortai life to bring ; 
What though the saints like Him shall die, 
They share their Leader's victory, 

And triumph with their King. 
No more they tremble at the grave, 
For Jesus will their spirits save, 

And raise their slumbering dust: 
O risen Lord, in Thee we live, 
To Thee our ransomed souls we give, 

To Thee our bodies trust. Amen. 

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JESUS lives! no longer now 
Can thy terrors, Death, appal us ; 
Jesus lives ! by this we know 

Thou, O Grave, canst not enthral us. 

Jesus lives 1 henceforth is death 

But the gate of Life Immortal; 
This shall calm our trembling breath, 

When we pass its gloomy portal. 
Jesus lives ! for us no died ; 

Then, alone to Jr.svs living, (54) 

behold, I am alive for evermore, Amen ; 
hell and of death." 
Pure in heart may we abide, 
Glory to our Saviour giving. 

Jesus lives ! our hearts know well 

Nought from us His love shall sever ; 
Life, nor death, nor powers of hell 
Tear us from His keeping ever. 
Alleluia ! 
Jesus lives ! to Him the Throne 

( )ver all the. world is given : 
May we go where He is gone, 
Rest, and reigi with Him in Heaven. 
Allelui 1 1 Amen. 

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JESU, the world's redeeming Loed, 
The Father's co-eternal Word, 
Of Light invisible true Light, 
Thine Israel's keeper day and night; 
Our great Creator and our Guide, 
"Who times and seasons dost divide, 
Refresh at night with quiet rest 
Our limbs by daily toil oppressed. 
That while in weary house of clay 
A little longer here we stay, 
Our flesh in Thee may sweetly sleep, 
Our souls with Thee their vigils keep. 

not be afraid ; yea, thou shalt lie down, and thy 

shall be sweet.'' 

We pray Thee, while we dwell below, 
Preserve us from our ghostly foe ; 
Nor let his wiles victorious be 
O'er them that are redeemed by Thee. 
O Lord of all. with us abide 
In this our joyful Easter-tide ; 
From every weapon death can wield 
Thine own redeemed for ever shield. 
All praise be Thine, O risen Loed, 
From death to endless life restored ; 
All praise to God the Father be 
And Holt Ghost eternally. Amen. 

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LORD, in Thy Name Thy servants plead, 
And Thou hast sworn to hear ; 
Thine is the harvest, Thine the seed, 

The fresh and fading year. 
Our hope, when autumn winds blew wild, 

"We trusted, Loed, with Thee ; 
And still, now spring has on us smiled, 

We wait on Thy decree. 
The former and the latter rain, 

The rammer sun and air, 
The green ear, and the golden grain, 

All Thine, are ours by prayer. 

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Thine too by right, and ours by grace, 

The wondrous growth unseen, 
The hopes that soothe, the fears that brace, 

The love that shines serene. 
So grant the precious things brought forth 

By sun and moon below, 
That Thee in Thy new heaven and earth 

We never may forego. 
To Fathee, So>*, and Holt Ghost, 

The God Whom we adore, 
Be glory, as it was, is now, 

And shall be evermore. Amen. 

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By Thy Fasting and Temptation, 
By Thy nights of supplication, 

We beseech Thee, we beseech Thee, 
From every ill defend us, 
Thy grace and mercy send us. 

Jesu! Jesu! 
By Thy works of sweet compassion, 
By Thy Cross and bitter Passion, 

We beseech Thee, we beseech Thee, 
From every ill, &c. 

Jesu! Jesu! 
By Thy Blood for sinners flowing, 
By Thy Death true life bestowing, 

We beseech Thee, we beseech Thee, 
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Jesu! Jesu! 
By Thy glorious Resurrection, 
Earnest of our own perfection, 

We beseech Thee, we beseech Thee, 
From every ill, &c. 

Jesu! Jesu! 
To the Father's throne ascended, 
All Thy pain and sorrows ended. 

We beseech Thee, we beseech Thee, 
From every ill, &c 

Jesu! Jesu! 
Advocate for sinners pleading, 
With the Father interceding, 

We beseech Thee, we beseech Thee, 
From every ill defend us, 
Thy grace and mercy send us. Amen. 
in any time of special supplication. 


Hymn 121. 

Lift up your heads, O ye gates, and be ye lift up, ye everlasting doors ; and th« 
King of glory shall come in." 

HAIL the day that sees Him rise Alleluia ! 
To His Throne above the skies ; Alleluia t 
Christ, the Lamb for sinners given, Alleluia! 
Enters now the highest heaven. Alleluia. 

There for Him high triumph waits ; Alleluia I 
Lift your heads, eternal gates ; Alleluia I 
He hath conquered death and sin Alleluia ! 
Take the King of Glory in. Alleluia. 

Lo, the heaven its Lord receives, Alleluia ! 
Yet He loves the earth He leaves ; Alleluia I 
Though returning to His throne, Alleluia 1 
Still He calls mankind His own. Alleluia ! 

See, He lifts His hands above ; Alleluia ! 

, See, He shows the prints of love ; Alleluia I 

Hark, His gracious lips bestow Alleluia 1 

Blessings on His Church below. Alleluia! 

Still for us He intercedes, Alleluia ! 
His prevailing death He pleads, Alleluia ! 
Near Himself prepares our place, Alleluia ! 
He the first-fruits of onr race. Alleluia I 

Lobd, though parted from our sight Alleluia! 
Far above the starry height, Alleluia ! 
Grant our hearts may thither rise. Alleluia ! 
Seeking Thee above the skies. Alleluia ! Amen. 


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All power is given unto Me in heaven and in earth. 

OLORD most High, Eternal King, 
By Thee redeemed Thy praise we sing; 
The bonds of death are burst by Thee, 
And Grace has won the victory. 
Ascending to the Father's throne, 
Thou claim' st the kingdom as Thine own ; 
Thy days of mortal weakness o'er 
All power is Thine for evermore. 
To Thee the whole creation now 
Shall, in its threefold order, bow, 
Of things on earth, and things on high, 
And things that underneath us lie. 

Hymn 123. 

In awe and wonder angels see 
How changed is man's estate by Thee, 
How Flesh makes pure as flesh did stain. 
And Thou, True Gon, in Flesh dost reign. 
Be Thou our Joy, O mighty Loud, 
As Thou wilt be cur gi oat Reward : 
Let all our glory be in Thee 
Both now and through eternity. 
All praise from every heart and tongue 
To Thee, ascended Lord, be sung ; 
All praise to God the Fathek be, 
And Holy Ghost eternally. Amen. 

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• By His own Blood ne entered in once into the holy place." 

SAVIOUR, Who for man hast trod 
The winepress of the wrath of God, 
Ascend, and claim again on high, 
Thy glory left for us to die. 
A radiant cloud is now Thy seat, 
And earth lies stretched beneath Thy feet ; 
Ten thousand thousands round Thee sing, 
And share the triumph of their King. 
The angel-host, enraptured waits ; 
14 Lift up your heads, eternal gates! " 
O GoD-and-MAN N^the Father's Throne 
Is now for evermore Thine own. 
Our great High Priest and Shepherd Thou 
Within the veil art entered now, 

To offer there Thy precious Blood 

Once poured on earth a cleansing flood. 

And thence the Church, Thy chosen Bride, 

With countless gifts of grace supplied. 

Through all her members draws from The© 

Her hidden life of sanctity. 

O Christ, our Lord, of Thy dear care 

Thy lowly members heaven-ward bear; 

Be ours with Thee to suffer pain, 

With Thee for evermore to reign. 

Ail praise from every heart and tongue 

To Thee, ascendedXoRD, be sung ; 

All praise to God tKe Father be 

And Holy Ghost e&rnally. Amen. 

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THOU art gone up on high, 
To realms beyond the skies ; 
And round Thy throne unceasingly 

The songs of praise arise ; 
But we are lingering here, 

With sin and care oppressed ; 
Lord, send Thy promised Comforter, 
And lead us to our rest. 

Thou art gone up on high ; 

But Thou didst first come down, 
Through earth's most bitter misery 

To pass unto Thy crown ; 
And girt with griffs and fears 

Our onward course must be ; 
But only let this path of tears 

Lead us at last to Thee. 

Thou art gone up on high ; 

But Thou shalt come again, 
With all. the bright ones of the sky 

Attendant in Thy train. 
Lobd. by Thy saving power, 

So make us live and die, 
That we may stand in that dread hour 

At Thy right hand on high. Amen. 

Hymn 125. 



Who being the brightness of His glory, and the express Image of His person, and 
upholding all things by the word of His power, when He had by Himself purged 
our sins, sat down on the right hand of the Majesty on high." 

O may Thy mighty love prevail 
Our sinful souls to spare ! 

JESU, our hope, our heart's desire, 
Redemption's only spring, 
Creator of the world art Thou, 

Its Saviour and its King. 
How vast the mercy and the love, 

Which laid our sins on Thee, 
And led Thee to a cruel death, 

To set Thy people free ! 
But now the bonds of death are burst, 

The ransom has been paid ; 
And Thou art on Thy Father's Throne 

In glorious robes arrayed. 

O may we stand around Thy Throne, 

And see Thy glory there ! 
JeSvJ, our only Joy be Thou, 

As Thou our Prize wilt be, 
In Thee be all our glory now 

And through eternity. 
All praise to Thee Who dost ascend 

Triumphantly to heaven ; 
All praise to God the Father's Name, 

And Holy Ghost be given. Amen. 

Hymn 126. 


" If I go not away the Comforter 
DUXER of the hosts of lisrht, 
Jl Dpath had yielded to Thy might ; 
And Thy Blood hath marked a road 
Which will lead us back to Gon. 
From Thy dwelling place above, 
From Thy Father's Throne of love, 
With Thy look of mercy bless 
Those without Thee comfortless. 
Bitter were Thy throes on earth, 
Giving to the Church her birth 

will not come unto you ; but if I depart I will 

Him unto you " 

From the spear-wound opening wide, 
In Thine own life-giving Side. 
Now in glory Thou dost reign 
Won by all Thy toil and pain ; 
Thence the promised Spirit send, 
While our prayers to Thee ascend. 
Jesu, praise to Thee be given, 
With the Father high in heaven; 
Holy Simr:t, praise to Thee, 
Now and through eternity. Amen. 

Hymn 127. 


The Comforter, Which is the Holt Ghost.' 

COME, Holt Gjtost, our souls inspire, 
And lighten with celestial fire ; 
Thou the anointing Spirit art, 
"Who dost Thy seven-fold gifts impart : 
Thy blessed unction from above 
Is comfort, life, and fire of love ; 
Enable with perpetual light 
The dulness of our blinded sight : 

Anoint and cheer our soiled face 
With the abundance of Thy grace : 
Keep far our foes, give peace at home ; 
Where Thou art guide, no ill can come. 
Teach us to know the Fathke, Sox, 
And Thke, of Both, to be but 0>e ; 
That, through the ages all along, 
This may be our endless song : 

Hymn 128. 


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the face «f the earth." 

COME, Thou Holt Spirit, come ; 
And from Thine eternal home 
Shed the ray of light divine ; 
Come, Thou Father of the poor, 
Come, Thou source of all our store, 
Come, within our bosoms shine. 

Thou of Comforters the hest, 

Thou the soul's most welcome Guest, 

Sweet Refreshment here below ! 
In our labour rest most sweet, 
Grateful shadow from the heat, 

Solace in the midst of woe ! 
O most Blessed Light Divine, 
Shine within these hearts of Thine, 

And our inmost being fill ; 

If Thou take Thy grace away, 

Nothing pure in man will stay, 

All our good is turned to ill. J 

Heal our wounds ; our strength renew : 
On our dryness pour Thy dew ; 

Wash the stains of guilt away; 
Bend the stubborn heart and will, 
Melt the frozen, warm the chill, 

Guide the steps that go astray. 
On the faithful, who adore 
And confess Thee, evermore 

In Thy sevenfold gifts descend ; 
Give them virtue's 6ure reward, 
Give them Thy 6alvatian, Lobd, 

Give them joys that never end. Amen. 

And when the day of Pentecost was 

Above the starry spheres, 
To where He was before, 
Chbibt had gone up, the Father's gift 

Upon the Church to ponr. 

At length had fully come, 

On mystic circle borne 
Of seven times seven revolving days. 

The Pentecostal morn ; 

When, as the Apostles knelt 

At the third hour in prayer, 
A sudden rushing sound proclaimed 

That God Himself was there. 

Forthwith a tongue of fire 

Is seen on every brow, 
Each heart receives the Fatheb's light, 

The Word's enkindling glow ; 

The Holt Ghost on all 

Is mightily outpoured, 

fully come, they were all with one accord in 
one place." 

Who straight in divers tongues declare 

The wonders of the Lord. 

While strangers of all climes 

Flock round from far and near, 
And their own tongue, wherever born, 

All with amazement hear. 

But Judah, faithless still, 

Denies the Hand Divine ; 
And, mocking, jeers the saints of Chbist, 

As full of new-made wine. 

Till Peter in the midst, 

By Joel's ancient word 
Rebukes their unbelief, and wins 

Three thousand to the Lobd. 

The Fatheb and the Son 

And Spirit we adore ; 
O may the Spirit's gifts be poured 

On us for evermore. Amen. 

Hymn 130. 

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WHEN God of old came down from 

In power and wrath He came ; 
Before His feet the clouds were riven, 

Half darkness and half flame : 
But when He came the second time, 

He came in power and love ; 
Bofter than gale at morning prime 

Hovered His holy dove. 
The fires, that rushed on Sinai down 

In sudden torrents dread, 
Now gently light, a glorious crown, 

On every sainted head. 
And as on Israel's awe-struck ear 

The voice exceeding loud, 

heaven, as of a rushing mighty wind." 

The trump, that angels quake to hear, 

Thrill'd from the deep, dark cloud : 
So, when the Spirit of our God 

Came down His flock to find, 
A voice from heaven was heard abroad, 

A rushing, mighty wind. 
It fills the Church of God ; It fills 

The sinful world around ; 
Only in stubborn hearts and wills 

No place for It is found. 
Come Lord, come Wisdom, Love, and 

Open our ears to hear ; 
Let us not miss th' accepted hour 

Save, Lobd, by love or fear. Amen. 

Hymn 131. 



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unto them about three thousand souls." 
Unfailing Comfort, Heavenly Guide, 
Still o'er Thy Holy Church preside ; 
Still let mankind Thy blessings prove, 
Spirit of mercy, truth and love. 
O Holy Fatiier, Holy Son, 
And Holy Spirit, Three in One; 
Thy grace devoutly we implore, 
Thy Name be praised for evermore. Amen. 

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SPIRIT of mercy, truth and love, 
O shed Thine influence from above, 
And still from age to age convey 
The wonders of this sacred day. 
In every clime, by every tongue, 
Be God's surpassing glory sung; 
Let all the listening earth be taught 
The wonders by our Saviour wrought. 

Hymn 132. CrimtJ %»ltMiap. 




1 And one cried unto another, and 
LL hail, Adored Trinity ; 
All hail, Eternal Unity ; 
O God the Father, God the Son, 
And God the Spirit, ever One. 
Behold to Thee, this festal day, 
We meekly pour our thankful lay ; 
O let our work accepted be, 
That sweetest work of praising Thee. 

said, Holy, Holy, Holy, is the Lord of Hosts." 
Three Persons praise we evermore, 
One only God our hearts adore; 
In Thy sure mercy ever kind 
May we our true protection find. 
O Trinity 1 O Unity! 
Be present as we worship Thee ; 
And with the songs that Angels sing 
Unite the hymns of praise we bring. Amen. 

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BLEST TRINITY, from mortal Bight 
Veiled in Thine own eternal Light, 
We Thee confess, in Thee believe, 
To Thee with loving hearts we cleave. 

O Father, Thou most Holy One ! 
O God of God, Eternal Son ! 
O Holy Ghost, Thou Love divine ! 
To join them Both is ever Thine ! 

The Father is in God the Son, 
And with the Father He is One ; 

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In Both the Spirit doth abide, 
And with them Both is glorified. 

Such as the Father, such the Son, 
And such the Spirit, Three in One; 
The Three one perfect Verity, 
The Three one perfect Charity. 

Eternal Fatukr, Thee we praise ; 
To Thee, O Son, our hymns we raise; 
O Holy Ghost, we Thee adore; 
One mighty God for evermore. Amen. 

Hymn 134. 

O praise God in His Holiness. 1 

OGOD of life, Whose powe'* benign 
Doth o'er the world in mercy shine, 
Accept our praise, for we are Thine. 

O Father, all-creating Lord, 

Be Thou by every tongue implored, 

Be Thou by every heart adored. 

O Son of God, for sinners slain, 

We bless Thee, Lord, Whose dying pain 

For us did endless life regain. 

O Holy Ghost, Whose guardian car* 
Doth us for heavenly joys prepare, 
May we in Thy communion share. 

O Holy Blessed Trinity, 

With faith we sinners bow to Thee ; 

In heaven and earth exalted be. Amen. 


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They rest not day and night, saying, Holy, Holy, Holy, Lobd God Almighty, Which 
was and is, and is to come." 

OLY, Holy, Holy ! Lord God Almighty ! 
Early in the morning our song shall rise to Thee : 


Holy, Holy, Holy, merciful and mighty 
God in Thkee Persons, Blessed Trinity! 

Holy, Holy, Holy ! all the saints adore Thee, 

Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy i 
Cherubim and Seraphim falling down before Thee, 
Which wert, and art, and evermore shalt be. 

Holy, Holy, Holy ! though the darkness hide Thee, 
Though the eye of sinful man Thy glory may not gee. 

Only Thou art Holy: There is none beside Thee 
Perfect in power, in love, and purity. 


Holy, Holy, Holy ! Lord God Almighty ! 

All Thy works shall praise Thy Name, in earth, and sky, and Mat 
Holy, Holy, Holy ! merciful and mighty ; 

God in Three Persons, Blessed Trinity 1 Amen. 

Hymn 136. <$ZMt$d ^Xttm. 

" O be joyful in the 

ALL people that on earth do dwell, 
Sing to the Loed with cheerful voice ; 
Him serve with fear, His praise forth tell, 
Come ye before Him and rejoice. 

The Lobd, ye know, is God indeed : 
Without our aid He did us make: 
We are His flock, He doth us feed, 
And for His sheep He doth us take. 
O enter then His gates with praise, 
Approach with joy His courts unto ; 

Lobd, all ye lands." 

Praise, laud, and bless 1 His Name always, 

For it is seemly so to do. 

For why ? the Lord our God is good, 

His mercy is for ever sure ; 

His truth at all times firmly stood, 

And shall from age to age endure. 

To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
The God Whom heaven and earth adore, 
From men and from the angel-host 
Be praise and glory, evermore. Amen. 

Hymn 137. 

■* Sing unto the Loed, and praise His Name.' 

THREE in One, and One in Thbee, 
Ruler of the earth and sea, 
Hear us, while we lift to Thee 
Holy chant and psalm. 

Light of lights! with morning, shine 
Lift on us Thy Light divine ; 
And let charity benign 

Breathe on us her balm. 

Light of lights ; when falls the even, 
Let it close on sins forgiven ; 
Fold us in the peace of heaven, 

Shed a holy calm. 
Three in One and One in Three, 
Dimly here we worship Thee ; 
With the saints hereafter we 

Hope to bear the palm. 

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Let us therefore come boldly unto the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy, 
and find grace to help in time of need." 

FATHER of heaven, Whose love profonnd 
A ransom for our souls hath found, 
Before Thy Throne we sinners bend, 
To us Thy pardoning love extend. 
Almighty Son, Incarnate Word, 
Our Prophet, Priest, Redeemer, Lord ; 
Before Thy Throne we sinners bend, 
To us Thy saving grace extend. 

Eternal Spirit, by whose breath 
The soul is raised from sin and death ; 
Before Thy Throne we sinners bend, 
To us Thy quickening power extend. 
Thrice Holy ! Father, Spirit, Son ; 
Mysterious Godhead, Three in One, 
Before Thy Throne we sinners bend, 
Grace, pardon, life to all extend. Amen. 

Hymn 139. 

If I go not away the Comforter will not come unto you : 
Him unto you." 

but if I depart I will 

OUR blest Redeemer, ere He breathed 
His tender last farewell, 
A Guide, a Comforter, bequeathed 
With us to dwell. 

He came sweet influence to impart, 

A gracious willing Guest, 
While lie can find one humble heart, 

Wherein to rest. 

And His that gentle voice we hear, 

Soft as the breath of even, [fear, 

That checks each thought, that calms each 
And speaks of heaven. 

And every virtue we possess, 

And every conquest won, 
And every thought of holiness, 

Are His alone. 

Spirit of purity and grace, 
Our weakness, pitying, see : 

O make our hearts Thy dwelling-place. 
And worthier Thee. 

O praise the Father ; praise tbe Scn; 

Blest Spirit, praise to Thee; 
All praise to God, the Three in One, 

The One in Three. Amen. 

Hymn 140. 

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"Lord, remember me." 


0THOU, from Whom all goodness flows, 
I lift my soul to Thee ; 
In all my sorrows, conflicts, woes, 
Good Loed, remember me. 

If on my aching burdened heart 

My sins lie heavily, 
Thy pardon grant, Thy peace impart 

Good Loed, remember me. 

If trials sore obstruct my way, 
And ills I cannot flee, 

Then let my strength be as my day. 
Good Loed, remember me. 

If worn with pain, disease, and grief, 
This feeble frame should be, 

Grant patience, rest, and kind relief; 
Good Loed, remember me. 

And oh, when in the hour of death 

I bow to Thy decree, 
Jesu, receive my parting breath ; 

Good Loed, remember me. Amen. 

Hymn 141. 




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BLEST are the pure in heart, He to the lowly soul 

For they shall see our God ; 
The secret of the Lord is theirs, 
Their soul is Christ's abode. 

The Lord, Who left the heavens, 
Our life and peace to bring, 
To dwell in lowliness with men, 
Their Pattern and their Kicg ; 

Doth still Himself impart, 
And for His dwelling and His tkrone 
Chooseth the pure in heart. 

Loed, we Thy presence seek, 
May ours this blessing be ; 
Give us a pure and lowly heart, 
A temple meet for Thee. 

All glory, Lord, to Thee, 
Whom heaven and earth adore ; 
To Fathee, Sox, and Holt Ghost, 
One God for evermore. Amen. 


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Hymn 142. (Part I.) 






*• Here have we no continuing city, but we seek one to come.' 

BRIEF life is here our portion ; 
Brief sorrow, short-lived care : 
The life that knows no ending, 
The tearless life, is there. 

O happy retribution 1 

Short toil, eternal rest ; 
For mortals and for sinners 

A mansion with the blest. 

And now we fight the battle, 

But then shall wear the crown 
Of full and everlasting 

And passionless renown ; 

And now we watch and struggle, 

And now we live in hope, 
And Sion in her anguish 

With Babylon must cope ; 

But He Whom now we trust in 

Shall then be seen and known. 
And they that know and see Him 

Shall have Him for their own. 

The morning shall awaken, 

The shadow shall decay, 
And each true-hearted servant 

Shall shine as doth the day ; 

There God, our King and Portion, 

In fulness of His grace, 
Shall we behold for ever, 

And worship face to face. 

O sweet and blessed country 

The Home of God's elect! 
O sweet and blessed country, 

That eager hearts expect ! 

Jbsu, in mercy bring us 

To that dear land of rest ; 
Who art, with God the Fa the*, 

And Sfibit, ever blest. Amoa. 


Hymn 142— Parts II 

2. T?OR thee, O dear, dear Country; 
JP Mine eyes their vigils keep ; 
For very love, beholding 

Thy happy name, they weep. 
The mention of thy glory 

Is unction to the breast, 
And medicine in sickness, 

And love, and life, and rest. 

O one, O only Mansion ! 

O Paradise of Joy 1 
Where tears are ever banished, 

And smiles have no alloy ; 
The Lamb is all thy splendour, 

The Crucified thy praise ; 
His laud and benediction 

Thy ransomed people raise. 
With jasper glow thy bulwarks, 

Thy streets with emeralds blaze | 
The sardius and the topaz 

Unite in thee their rays ; 
Thine ageless walls are bonded 

With amethyst unpriced ; 
The saints build up its fabric, 

And the corner-stone is Christ. 
Thou hast no shore, fair ocean ! 

Thou hast no time, bright day ! 
Dear fountain of refreshment 

To pilgrims far away ! 
Upon the Rock of Ages 

They raise Thy holy tower ; 
Thine is the victor's laurel, 

And thine the golden dower. 

city, but we seek one to come." 
Pt. 3. JERUSALEM the golden ! 

eJ With milk and honey blest ; 
Beneath thy contemplation 

Sink heart and voice oppresfc. 
I know not, oh ! I know not 

What joys await us there ; 
What radiancy of glory, 

What bliss beyond compare. 
They stand, those halls of Sion, 

All jubilant with song, 
And bright with many an angel, 

And all the martyr throng. 
The Prince is ever in them, 

The daylight is serene : 
The pastures of the blessed 

Are decked in glorious sheen. 
There is the Throne of David ; 

And there, from care released, 
The shout of them that triumph, 

The song of them that feast ; 
And they, who with their Leader 

Have conquered in the fight, 
For ever and for ever 

Are clad in robes of white. 

The following may be sung at end of each Part 

O sweet and blessed country, 

The Home of* God's elect ! 
O sweet and blessed country, 

That eager hearts expect ! 
Jesu, in mercy bring us 

To that dear land of rest ; 
Who art, with God the Father, 

And Spirit, ever blest. Amen. 

Hymn 142.— Parts II. & III. 


" Here have we no continuing 
Pt. 2. T?OR thee, O dear, dear Country, 
JO Mine eyes their vigils keep ; 
For very love, beholding 

Thy happy name, they weep. 
The mention of thy glory 
Is unction to the breast, 
And medicine in sickness, 
And love, and life, and rest. 

O one, O only Mansion ! 

O Paradise of Joy 1 
Where tears are ever banished, 

And smiles have no alloy ; 

The Lamb is all thy splendour, 

The Crucified thy praise; 
His laud and benediction 

Thy ransomed people raise. 
With jasper glow thy bulwarks, 

Thy streets with emeralds blaze ; 
The sardius and the topaz 

Unite in thee their rays ; 

Thine ageless walls are bonded 

With amethyst unpriced ; 
The saints build up its fabric, 

And the corner-stone is Chkibt. 
Thou hast no shore, fair ocean ! 

Thou hast no time, bright day ! 
Dear fountain of refreshment 

To pilgrims far away ! 
Upon the Rock of Ages 

They raise Thy holy tower ; 
Thine is the victor's laurel, 

And thine the golden dower. 


city, but we seek one to come." 
Pt. 3. T EUUSALEM the golden f 

tJ With milk and honey blest ; 
Beneath thy contemplation 

Sink heart and voice opprest. 
I know not, oh ! I know not 

What joys await us there ; 
What radiancy of glory, 

What bliss beyond compare. 
They stand, those halls of Sion, 

All jubilant with song, 
And bright with many an angel, 

And all the martyr throng. 
The Prince is ever in them, 

The daylight is serene : 
The pastures of the blessed 

Are decked in glorious sheen. 
There is the Throne of David ; 

And there, from care released, 
The shout of them that triumph, 

The song of them that feast ; 
And they, who with their Leader 

Have conquered in the fight, 
For ever and for ever 

Are clad in robes of white. 

The following may be sung at end of each Part 

O sweet and blessed country, 

The Home of God's elect! 
O sweet and blessed country, 

That eager hearts expect 1 
Jesu, in mercy bring us 

To that dear land of rest ; 
Who art, with God the Father, 

And Spirit, ever blest. 

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"The love of Christ which passeth knowledge. 1 ' 

OLOVE, how deep ! how broad ! how 
It fills the heart with ecstacy, [high ! 
That God, the Son of God, should take 
Our mortal form for mortals' sake. 
He sent no angel to our race 
Of higher or of lower place, 
But wore the robe of human frame 
Himself, and to this lost world came. 
Nor willed He only to appear ; 
His pleasure was to tarry here ; 
And GoD-and-MAN with man would be 
The space of thirty years and three. 
For us He was baptised, and bore 
His holy fast, and hungered sore ; 
For us temptation sharp He knew ; 
For us the tempter overthrew. 

Hymn 144. 

For us He prayed, for us He taught, 
For us His daily works He wrought, 
By words, and signs, and actions, thus 
Still seeking not Himself, but us. 
For us to wicked men betrayed, 
Scourged, mocked, in purple robe arrayed, 
He bore the shameful Cross and death ; 
For us at length gave up His breath. 
For us He rose from death again, 
For us He went on»high to reign, 
For us He sent His Spieit here 
To guide, to strengthen, and to cheer. 
To Him Whose boundless love has won 
Salvation for us through His Son, 
To God the Fathkk, glory be, 
Both now and through eternity. Amen. 







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" I reckon that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared 
with the glory which shall be revealed in us." 

OH what, if we are Christ s, 
Is earthly shame or loss ? 
Bright shall the crown of glory be 

When we have borne the Cross. 

Keen was the trial once, 

Bitter the cup of woe, 
When martyred saints, baptized in blood, 

Christ's sufferings shared below: 

Bright is their glory now, 

Boundless their joy above, 
Where on the bosom of their God 

They re6t in perfect love. 

Lord, may that grace be ours, 
Like them in faith to bear 

All that of sorrow, grief, or pain 
May be our portion here ; 
Enough if Thou at last 
The word of blessing give, 

And let us rest beneath Thy feet, 
Where saints and angels live. 
All glory, Lord, to Thee, 
Whom heaven and earth adore ; 

To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
One God for evermore. Amen. 

Hymn 145. 

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The strain upraise of J07 
and praise, Alle- 

And the choirs that . 

They in the rest of . . 

The planets beaming on 


Ye clouds that onward 

6weep, Ye winds on 

Ye floods and ocean bil- 
lows, Ye storms and 

First let the birds, with 

Then let the beasts of 
earth, with 

Here let the mountains 
thunder forth so- 

rhou jubilant abyss of 

To God, Who all ere- 

This is the strain, the 

eternal strain, the Lord 


Wherefore we sing, both 
heart and voice a- 

Now from all men . . 

Praise be done to the . 


I dwell on high 
Paradise who dwell, 

heaven - ly way, 
pin - ions light, 

win - ter snow, 

plum - age gay, 

vary - ing strain, 

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a - tion made, 

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be out-poured 

Three in One, 

To the glory of their 

King Shall the ran 


Shall re-echo . . 

The blessed ones, with 
joy the 

The shining constella- 
Ye thunders, echoing 
loud and deep, Ye 
Ye days of cloudless 
beauty, Hoar frost 

Exalt their great Ceea- 

Join in creation's hymn, 

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cho - rus swell, 
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wild-ly bright, 
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Ye grores that wave in 
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Rather gladly for that Name 

CONQUERING kings their titles take 
From the foes their captive make : 
Jesus, by a nobler deed, 
From the thousands He hath freed. 

Yes : none other name is given 
Unto mortals under heaven, 
Which can make the dead arise, 
And exalt them to the skies. 

That which Christ so hardly wrought, 
That which He so dearly bought, 
That salvation, mortals, say, 
Will ye madly cast away ? 

Bear the cross, endure the shame ; 
Joyfully for Him to die 
Is not death but victory. 

Jesu, Who dost condescend 
To be called the sinner's Friend, 
Hear us as to Thee we pray, 
Glorying in Thy Name to-day. 

Glory to the Fatheb be, 

Glory, Holt Son, to Thee, 

Glory to the Holy Ghost, 

From the saints and angel-host. Amen. 

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" I have loved thee with an everlasting love ; therefore with loving-kindness have 
• I drawn thee." 

JESU, Thy mercies are untold 
Through each returning day; 
Thy love exceeds a thousandfold 

Whatever we can say : 

That love which in Thy Passion drained 

For us Thy precious Blood : 
That love whereby the saints have gained 

The vision of their God. 

'Tis Thou hast loved us from the womb, 

Pure source of all our bliss, 
Our only hope of life to come, 

Our happiness in this. 

Lord, grant us while on earth we stay 

Thy love to feel and know ; 
And, when from hence we pass away, 

To us Thy glory show. Amen. 

Hymn 148. 

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The communion of the Holy Ghost. 

OHOLY SPIRIT, Lord of grace, 
Eternal fount of love, 
Inflame, we pray, our inmost hearts 
"With fire from heaven above. 

As Thou in bond of love dost Join 
The Father and the Sox, 

So fill us all with mutual love, 
And knit our hearts in one. 

All glorv to the Father be, 
All glory to the Sox, , 

All glory to the Holy Ghost, 
While endless agea run. Amen. 

Hymn 149. 

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"Thus saith the high and lofty One that 
I dwell in the high and holy place, 

MY GOD, how wonderful Thou art, 
Thy majesty how bright 
How beautiiul Thy mercy-seat, 

In depths of burning light. 
How dread are Thine eternal years, 

O everlasting Lord; 
By prostrate spirits day and night 

Incessantly adored. 
How wonderful, how beautiful, 

The sight of Thee must be. 
Thine endless wisdom, boundless power, 

And awful purity. 
how I fear Thee, Living God, 

With deepest, tenderest fears, 

inhabiteth eternity, Whose name is Holy: 
with him also that is of a contrite and 

And worship Thee with trembling hope, 

And penitential tears. 
Yet I may love Thee too, O Lord, 

Almighty as Thou art, 
For Thou hast stooped to ask of me 

The love of my poor heart. 
No earthly father loves like Thee, 

No mother, e*er so mild. 
Bears and forbears as Thou hast done 

With me Thy sinful child. 
Father of Jesus, love's reward, 

What rapture will it be, 
Prostrate before thy throne to lie, 
And ever gaze on Thee. Amen. 

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ROCK of ages, cleft for me, 
Let me hide myself in Thee ; 
Let the Water and the Blood, 
From Thy wounded Side which flowed, 
Be of sin the double cure, 
Save from wrath and make me pure. 
Nothing in my hand I bring, 
Simply to Thy Cross I cling : 
Could my tears for ever flow, 

That rock was Christ." 

Hymn 151. 

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Could my zeal no languor know, 
All for sin could not atone, 
Thou must save and Thou alone. 
While I draw this fleeting breath, 
When mine eyelids close in death, 
When I rise to worlds unknown, 
See Thee on Thy judgment throne. 
Rock of ages, cleft for me, 
Let me hide myself in Thee. Amen. 

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" He ever liveth to make 

WHERE high the heavenly temple stands. 
The house of Gon not made with hands 
A great High Priest our nature wears, 
The Guardian of mankind appears. 
He, Who for men their surety stood 
And poured on earth His precious Blood, 
Pursues in heaven His mighty plan, 
The Saviour and the Friend of man. 
Jesus, Who suffered here below, 
Feels sympathy with human woe, 
And still remembers, in the skies, 
HiB tears, His prayers, His agonies. 

intercession for us." 

In every pang that rends the heart 

The Man of sorrows had a part ; 

Touched with the feeling of our grief 

He to the sufferer sends relief. 

With boldness, therefore, at the Throng 

Let us make all our sorrows known, 

And ask the aid of heavenly power 

To help us in the evil hour. 

All praise to Gon the Father be, 

All praise, Eternal Son, to Thee, 

Whom, with the Spieit, we adore 

For ever and for evermore. Amen. 

Hymn 152. <$ZXlZtdl ^tlttlS, 

" I, if I be lifted up from the earth. 

JESU, meek and lowly, 
Saviour, pure and holy, 
On Thy love relying, 
Hear me humbly crying. 
Prince of life and power, 
My salvation' s Tower, 
On the Cross I view Thee, 
Calling sinners to Thee. 
There behold me gazing 
At the sight amazing ; 
Bending low before Thee, 
Helpless I adore Thee. 

will draw all men unto Me." 
By Thy red wounds streaming, 
With Thy life-blood gleaming, 
Blood for sinners flowing, 
Pardon free bestowing ; 
By that fount of blessing 
Thy dear love expressing, 
All my aching sadness 
Turn Thou into gladness. 
Lord, in mercy guide me, 
Be Thou e'er beside me; 
In Thy ways direct me, 
'Neath Thy wings protect me. Amen. 

Hymn 153. 



" I will alway give thanks unto the Lord : 

THROUGH all the changing scenes of life 
In trouble and in joy, 
The praises of my God shall still 

My heart and tongue employ. 
O magnify the Lord with me, 

With me exalt His Name ; 
When in distress to Him I called 

He to my rescue came. 
The hosts of God encamp around 

The dwellings of the just ; 
Deliverance He affords to all 

Who on His succour trust. 

His praise shall ever be in my mouth." 
O make but trial of His love, 

Experience will decide 
How blest are they, and only they, 

Who in His truth confide. 
Fear Him, ye saints, and you will then 

Have nothing else to fear ; 
Make you His service your delight, 

Your wants shall be His care. 
To Father, Son, and Holt Ghost, 

The God "Whom we adore, 
Be glory, as it was, is now, 

And shall be evermore. Am put 

Hymn 154. General IDgmns. 

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" From everlasting to everlasting Thou art God." 

Thou, in Thy bliss of majesty, 

Didst live and love alone. 
How wonderful creation is, 

The work that Thou didst bless ; 
And oh, what then must Thou be like, 

Eternal loveliness! 
Most ancient of all mysteries! 

Low at Thy Throne we lie ; 
Have mercy now, most merciful, 

Most Holy Trinity. Amen. 

HAYE mercy on us, God most high, 
Who lift our hearts to Thee ; 
Have mercy on us worms of earth, 

Most Holy Trinity. 
Most ancient of all mysteries ! 

Before Thy Throne we lie ; 
Have mercy now, most merciful, 

Most Holy Trinity. 
When heaven and earth were yet unmade, 

When time was yet unknown. 

Hymn 155. 


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And He shewed me a pure river of water of Life, clear as crystal, proceeding out 
of the throne of Goo and of the Lamb." 

ALTVING stream, as crystal clear, 
Welling from out the Tbrone 
Of God and of the Lamb on high, 

The Lord to man hath shown. 
This stream doth water paradise, 

It makes the angels sing ; 
One precious drop within the heart 

Is of all joy the spring: 
Joy past all speech, of glory full, 

But stored where none may know, 
As manna hid in dewy heaven, 

As pearls in ocean low. 
Eye hath not seen, nor ear hath heard, 

Nor to man's heart hath come 

What for those loving Thee in truth 

Thou hast in love's own home. 
But by His Spirit He to us 

The secret doth reveal : 
Faith sees and hears : but O for wings 

To touch, and taste, and feel: 
Wings like a dove to waft us on 

High o'er the flood of sin ! 
Losd of the Ark, put forth Thine hand 

And take Thy wanderers in. 
O praise the Father, praise the Son, 

The Lamb for sinners given, 
And Holy Ghost, through Whom alone 

Our hearts are raised to heaven. Amo$ 

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Praise the Lord, O my soul : O Lord my God Thou art hecome exceeding glorious 
Thou art clothed with majesty and honour." 

WORSHIP the King, 
All glorious above ; 
O gratefully sing 

His power and His love ; 
Our Shield and Defender, 

The Ancient of days, 
Pavilioned in splendour, 
And girded with praise. 

O tell of His might, 

O sing of His grace, 
Whose robe is the light, 

Whose canopy space ; 
His chariots of wrath 

The thunder clonds form, 
And dark is His path 

On the wings of the storm. 

Frail children of dust, 

And feeble as frail, 
In Thee do we trust. 

Nor find Thee to fail. 
Thy mercies how tender ! 

How firm to the end 1 
Our Maker, Defender, 

Redeemer and Friend. 

O measureless Might, 

Ineffable Love ! 
While angels delight 

To hymn Thee above, 
Thy ransomed creation, 

Though feeble their lays, 
With true adoration 

Shall sing to Thy praise. 


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Hymn 157.— (First Tune.) 





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JESUS, the very thought of Thee 
With sweetness fills the breast ; 
But sweeter far Thy face to see, 

And in Thy presence rest. 
No voice can sing, no heart can frame, 

Nor can the memory find 
A sweeter sound than Jesu's Name, 

The Saviour of mankind. 
O Hope of every contrite heart, 

O Joy of all the meek, 
To those who fall how kind Thou art, 

How good to those who seek I 
But what to those who find ? Ah 1 this 

Nor tongue nor pen can show ; 
The love of Jesus, what it is 

None but His loved ones know. 
Jesu, our only Joy be Thou, 

As Thou our Prize wilt be; 
In Thee be all our glory now, 

And through eternity. 

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O Jesu, King most wonderful, 

Thou Conqueror renowned, 
Thou Sweetness most ineffable, 

In Whom all joys are found ! 
When once Thou visitest the heart 

Then truth begins to shine, 
Then earthly vanities depart, 

Then kindles love divine. 
O Jesu, Light of all below, 

Thou Fount of living fire, 

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as ointment poured forth.' 

Surpassing all the joys we know 

And all we can desire ; 
Jesu, may all confess Thy Name, 

Thy wondrous love adore; 
And, seeking Thee, themselves inflam4 

To seek Thee more and more. 
Thee, Jesu, may our voices bless, 

Thee may we love alone ; 
And ever in our lives express 

The image of Thine Own. 
Part III. 
O Jesu, Thou the Beauty art 

Of angel-worlds above; 
Thy Name is music to the heart, 

Inflaming it with love. 
Celestial sweetness unalloyed ! 

Who eat Thee, hunger still; 
Who drink of Thee still feel a void, 

Which nought but Thou can fiiL 
O most sweet Jesu, hear the sighs 

Which unto Thee we send; 
To Thee our inmost spirit cries. 

To Thee our prayers ascend. 
Abide with us, and let Thy Light 

Shine, Lord, oti every heart; 
Dispel the darkness of our night, 

And joy to all impart 
Jesu, our Love and Joy, to Thee 

The Virgin's Holy Son 
All might and praise and glory be 

While endless ages run. Amen. 




Hymn 158. 

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•' Come unto Me, all ye that labour and are heavy-laden, and I will give you rest." 

ALL ye who seek for sure relief 
In trouble and distress, 
Whatever sorrow vex the mind, 

Or guilt the soul oppress : 
Jesus, Who gave Himself for you, 

Upon the Cross to die, 
Opens to you His sacred Heart: 

Oh, to that Heart draw nigh. 
Ye hear how kindly He invites ; 

Ye hear His words so blest ; 

"All ye that lahour come to Me, 

And I will give you rest." 
O Jesus, Joy of saints on high, 

Thou Hope of sinners here ; 
Attracted by those loving words, 

To Thee I lift my prayer. 
Wash Thou my wounds in that dear Blood 

Which forth from Thee doth flow ; 
New grace, new hope inspire ; a new 

And better heart bestow. Amen. 

Hymn 159. 


CHRIST, Who dost prepare a place 
For us around Thy throne of grace, 
We pray Thee lift ouf hearts above, 
And draw them with the cords of love, 
Source of all good, Thou, gracious Lord, 
Art our exceeding great reward ; 
How transient is our present pain ! 
How boundless our eternal gain ! 
With open face and joyful heart 
We then 6hall see Thee as Thou art ; 

44 1 go to prepare a place for you." 

Our love shall never cease to glow, 
Our praise shall never cease to flow. 
Thy never-failing grace to prove, 
A surety of Thine endless love, 
Send down Thy Holy Ghost, to be 
The raiser of our souls to Thee. 
O future Judge, Eternal Loed, 
Thy name be hallowed and adored ; 
Whom with the Father we adore 
And Holy Ghost for evermore. Amn. 

Hymn 160. 



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" When I laid the foundations of the earth when the morning stars sang 

together, and all the sons of God shouted for joy." 

SONGS of praise the angels sang, 
Heaven with Alleluias rang, 
When creation was begun, 
When God spake and it was done. 
Songs of praise awoke the morn 

When the Prince of Peace was born ; 
Songs of praise arose when He 
Captive led captivity. 
Heaven and earth must pass away, 
Songs of praise shall crown that day; 
God will make new heaven and earth, 
Songs of praise shall hail their birth. 

And will man alone be dumb 
Till that glorious kingdom come? 
No, the Church delights to raise 
Psalms and hymns and songs of praise, 
Saints below, with heart and voice, 
Still in songs of praise rejoice : 
Learning here, by faith and love, 
Songs of praise to sing *bove. 
Hymns of glory, songs of praise, 
Father, unto Thee we raise, 
Jesu, glory unto Thee, 
With the Spirit, ever be. 

Hymn 161. 

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0GOD of Hosts, the mighty Lord, 
How lovely is the place, 
Where Thou, enthroned in glory, shew' 

The brightness of Thy face. 
My longing soul faints with desire 

To view Thy blest abode ; 
My panting heart and flesh cry out 

For Thee the living God. 
For in Thy courts one single day 
"lis better to attend, 


dwellings : Thou Lord of Hosts." 

Than, Lord, in any place besides 

A thousand days to spend. 
O Lord of Hosts, %iy King and God, 

How highly blest are they, 
Who in Thy temple always dwell, 

And there Thy praise display I 
To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 

The God Whom we adore, 
Be glory, as it was, is now, 

And shall be evermore. Amen. 

Hymn 162. <&ZMml ^gmtlS. 

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■ Jesus said unto him, I am the Way, the Truth, and the Life. 

THOU art the Way ; by Thee alone 
From sin and death we flee : 
And he who would the Fatuee seek 

Must seek Him, Lord, by Thee. 
Thou art the Truth : Thy word alone 

True wisdom can impart ; 
Thou only canst inform the mind, 
And purify the heart. 

Thou art the Life ; the rending tomb 
Proclaims Thy conquering arm ; 

And those who put their trust in Thee 
Nor death nor hell shall harm. 

Thou art the Way. the Truth, the Lift, 
Grant us that Way to know, 

That Truth to keep, that Life to win, 
Whose joys eternal flow. Amen. 

Hymn 163. 

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" Surely He hath borne our griefs and carried our sorrows. 

WHEN' our heads are bowed with woe, 
When our bitter tears o'erflow, 
When we mourn the lost, the dear, 
Jestj, Son of Mary, hear. 

Thou our throbbing flesh hast worn, 
Thou our mortal griefs hast borne, 
Thou hast shed the human tear ; 
Jesu, Son of Mary, hear. 

"When the solemn death-bell tolls 
For our own departing souls, 
When our final doom is near, 
Jesu, Son of Mary, hear. 

Thou hast bowed the dying head, 
Thou the blood of life hast shed, 
Thou hast filled a mortal bier ; 
Jesu, Son of Mary, hear. 

When the heart is sad within 
With the thought of all its sin, 
When the spirit shrinks with fear, 
Jesu. Son of Mary, hear. 

Thou, the Bhnme, the grief, hast known 
Though the sins were not Thine own; 
Thou hast deigned their load to bear, 
Jesu, Son of Mary, hear. Amen. 

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" Lord, I have loved the habitation of Thy house ; 
honour dwelleth." 

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WE love the place, O God, 
Wherein Thine honour dwells 
The joy of Thine abode 
All earthly joy excels. 
It is the House of prayer, 
"Wherein Thy servants meet ; 
And Thou, O Lord, art there 
Thy chosen flock to greet. 
We love the sacred Font ; 
For there the Holt Dove 
To pour is ever wont 
His blessing from above. 
We love Thine Altar, Lord ; 
Oh what on earth so dear ? 

Hymn 165. 

For there, in faith adored, 

We find Thy Presence near. 

We love the Word of Life, 

The Word that tells of peace, 

Of comfort in the strife, 

And joys that never cease. 

We love to sing below 

For mercies freely given ; 

But oh ! we long to know 

The triumph-song of heaven. 

Lord Jesus, give us grace 

On earth to love Thee more, 

In heaven to see Thy Face, 

And with Thy saints adore. Amen. 

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" If any man will come after Me, let Him 

TAKE up thy cross, the Saviour said, 
If thou wouldst My disciple be ; 
Deny thyself, the world forsake, 
And humbly follow after Me. 
Take up thy cross ; let not its weight 
Fill thy weak spirit with alarm ; 
His strength shall bear thy spirit up, 
And brace thy heart, and nerve thine arm. 
Take up thy cross, nor hoed the shame 
Nor let thy foolish pride rebel : 
Thy Lord for thee the Cross endured, 
To save thy soul from death and hell. 


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I Take up thy cross then in His strength, 
And calmly every danger brave ; 
'Twill guide thee to a better home, 
And lead to victory o'er the grave. 
Take up thy cross, and follow Christ, 
Nor think till death to lay it down ; 
For only he who bears the cross 
May hope to wear the glorious crown. 
To Thee, great Lord, the One in Threb, 
All praise for evermore ascend ; 
O grant us in our home to see 
The heavenly life that knows no end. 

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Hymn 166. 

44 Bokold the Lamb of God, which taketh away the sins of the world." 

BEHOLD the Lamb of God I 
O Thou for sinners slain, 
Let it not be in vain 

That Thou hast died : 
Thee for my Saviour let me take, 
My only refuge let me make 
Thy pierced Side. 

Behold the Lamb of God ! 
Into the sacred flood 
Of Thy most precious Blood 

My 60ul I cast: 
Wash me and make me clean within. 
And keep me pure from every sin, 

Till life be past. 

Behold the Lamb of God! 
All hail, Incarnate Word, 
Thou everlasting Lord, 

Saviour most blest; 
Fill us with love that never faints, 
Grant us with all Thy blessed Saints 
Eternal rest. 

Behold the Lamb of GodI 
Worthy is He alone, 
That sitteth on the throne 

Of God above ; 
One with the Ancient of all days, 
One with the Comforter in praise, 
All Light and Love. Amen. 


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The things which are seen are temporal ; but the things which are not Been ara 

THE roseate hues of early dawn, 
The brightness of the day, 
The crimson of the sunset sky, 

How fast they fade away ! 
Oh, for the pearly gates of heaven, 

Oh, for the golden floor, 
Oh, for the Sun of Righteousness 
That setteth nevermore ! 

The highest hopes we cherish here, 

How fast they tire and faint ; 
How many a spot defies the robe 

That wraps an earthly saint! 
Oh, for a heart that never sins, 

Oh, for a soul washed white, 
Oh, for a voice to praise our King, 

Nor weary day nor night ! 

Here faith is ours, and heavenly hope, 

And grace to lead us higher ; 
But there are perfectness, and peace, 

Beyond our best desire 
Oh, by Thy love and anguish, Loed, 

And by Thy life laid down, 
Grant that we fall not from Thy grac«, 

Nor cast away our crown. Amen. 


Hymn 168. 

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** There is none other Name under heaven given among men,whereby we must be saved.' 

TO the Name of our Salvation, 
Laud and honour let us pay, 
Which for many a generation 

Hid in G-od's foreknowledge lay, 
But with holy exultation 

We may sing aloud to-day. 
JESC8 is the Name we treasure J 

Name beyond what words can tell; 
Name of gladness, Name of pleasure, 

Ear and heart delighteth well ; 
Name of sweetness, passing measure, 
Saving us from sin and hell. 

'Tis the Name for adoration, 

Name for songs of victory, 
Name for holy meditation 

In this vale of misery, 
Name for joyful veneration 

By the citizens on high. 

Tis the Name that whoso preacheth 

Speaks like music to the ear ; 
Who in prayer this Name beseecheta 

Sweetest comfort findeth near ; 
Who its perfect wisdom reacheth 

Heavenly joy possesseth here. 

Jesus is the Name exalted 

Over every other name ; 
In this Name, whene'er asaulted, 

We can put our foes to shame ; 
Strength to them who else had halted, 

Eyes to blind, and feet to lame. 
Therefore we in love adoring 

This most blessed Name revere ; 
Holy Jest;, Thee imploring 

So to write it in us here, 
That hereafter heavenward soaring 

We may siug with angels there. Amen. 


Hymn 169. <&ZMtal lj)pmn0. 

" Of Whom the whole family in 

LET saints on earth in concert sing 
With those whose work is done ; 
For all the servants of our King 

In heaven and earth are one. 
One family, we dwell in Him, 

One Church, above, beneath ; 
Though now divided by the stream, 

The narrow stream of death. 
One army of the living God, 

To His command we bow ; 

heaven and earth is named." 

Part of the host have crossed the flood, 

And part are crossing now. 
E'en now to their eternal home 

There pass some spirits blest ; 
While others to the margin come, 

Waiting their call to rest. 
Jesu, be Thou our constant Guide ; 

Then, when the word is given, 
Bid Jordan's narrow stream divide, 

And bring us safe to heaven. Amen. 

Hymn 170. 









Thy will be done.' 

MY GOD, my Father, while I stray, 
Far from my home, in life's rough way, 
O teach me from my heart to say, 

"Thy will be done." 
Though dark my path, and sad my lot, 
Let me be still and murmur not, 
Or breathe the prayer divinely taught, 

"Thy will be done." 
What though in lonely grief I sigh 
For friends beloved no longer nigh, 
Submissive would I still reply, 
" Thy will be done." 

If Thou ghould'st call me t<5 resign 
What most I prize, it ne'er was mine; 
I only yield Thee what is Thine ; 

" Thy will be done." 
Let but my fainting heart be blest 
With Thy sweet Spirit f6r its guest, 
My God, to Thee I leave the rest ; 

" Thy will be done." 
Renew my will from day to day, 
Blend it with Thine, and take away 
All that now makes it hard to say, 

" Thy will be done." Amen. 

Hymn 171. 

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•' God is love." 

OLOVE, Who formedst me to wear 
The image of Thy Godhead here; 
Who soughtest me with tender care 

Through all my wanderings wild and drear; 
O Love, I give myself to Thee, 
Thine ever, only Thine to be. 

O Love, Who e'er life's earliest dawn 
On me Thy choice hast gently laid ; 

O Love, Who here as Man wast born, 
And wholly like to us wast made; 

O Love, I give myself to Thee, 

Thine ever, only Thine to be. 

O Love, Who once in time wast slain, 
Pierced through and through with bitter w»tl 

O Love, Who wrestling thus didst gain 
That we eternal joy might know ; 

O Love, I give myself to Thee, 

Thine ever, only Thine to be. 

O Love, Who lovest me for aye, 

Who for my soul dost ever plead ; 
O Love, Who didst my ransom pay, 

Whose power sufficeth in my stead ; 
O Love, I give myself to Thee, 
Thine ever, only Thine to be. 

O Love, Who once shalt bid me rise 

From out this dying life of ours ; 
O Love, Who once o'er yonder skies 

Shalt set me in the fadeless bowers ; 
O Love, I give mvself to Thee, 

Thine ever, only Thine to be. Amea 


Hymn 172. 

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" Hosanna 

HOSANNA to the living Lord ! 
Hosanna to the Incarnate Word, 
To Christ, Creator, Saviour, King, 
Let earth, let heaven hosanna sing, 

Hosanna in the highest 1 
O Saviour, with protecting care 
Abide in this Thy house of prayer, 
"Where we Thy parting promise claim, 
Assembled in Thy sacred Name. 

Hosanna in the highest ! 

in the highest." 

But chiefest, in our cleansed breast 
Bid Thine eternal Spirit rest ; 
And make our secret soul to be 
A temple pure and worthy Thee. 
Hosanna in the highest! 
To God the Father, God the Son, 
And God the Spirit, Three in One, 
Be honour, praise, acid glory given 
By all on earth and all in heaven. 

Hosanna in the highest ! Amen. 

Hymn 173. 



,l As many as are led by the Spirit 
OME, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove, 
With light and comfort from above ; 
Be Thou our Guardian, Thou our Guide, 
O'er every thought and step preside. 
The light of truth to us display, 
And make us know and choose Thy way ; 
Plant holy fear in every heart, 
That we from Thee may ne'er depart 

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Lead us to Christ, the living "Way, 
Nor let us from His precepts stray; 
Lead us to holiness, the road 
That we must take to dwell with God. 
Lead us to heaven, that we may share 
Fulness of joy for ever there ; 
Lead us ro God, our final rest, 
To be with Him for ever blest. Amen. 

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PRAISE the Lord! ye heavens, adore Ilim, 
Praise Him, angels, in the height ; 
Sun and moon, rejoice before Him, 

Praise Him. all ye stars and light : 
Praise the Loed ! for He hath spoken, 

Worlds His mighty voice obeyed; 

Laws, winch never shall be broken, 

For their guidance He hath made. 

Praise the Lord ! for He is glorious ; 

Never shall His promise fail ; 
God hath made His saints victorious, 

Sin and death shall not prevail. 
Praise the God of our salvation ; 

Hosts on high, His power proclaim ; 
Heaven and earth, and all creation. 

Laud and magnify His Name ! Amett. 

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Fight the good fight of faith, lay hold on eternal life." 

OFT in danger, oft in woe, 
Onward, Christians, onward go ; 
Bear the toil, maintain the strife, 
Strengthened with the Bread of Life. 

Let not sorrow dim your eye, 
Soon shall every tear be dry ; 
Let not fear your course impede, 
Great your strength, if great your need. 

Let your drooping hearts be glad ; 
March in heavenly armour clad ; 

Fight, nor think the battle long, 
Soon shall victory wake your song. 

Onward then to glory move ; 
More than conquerors ye shall prove 
Though opposed by many a foe, 
Christian soldiers, onward go 1 

Hymns of glory and of praise, 
Father, unto Thee we raise: 
Holy Jksus, praise to Thee 
With the Spirit ever be. Amen. 

Hymn 176. 

♦'My soul thirsteth for Thee, my flesh also longeth after Thee ; in a barren and dry 
land where no water is." 

FAR from my heavenly home, 
Far from my Father's breast, 
Fainting I cry, blest Spirit, come, 
And speed me to my rest. 
My spirit homeward turns, 
And fain would thither flee ; 
My heart, O Sion, droops and yearns, 
When I remember thee. 

To thee, to thee, I press, 

A dark and toilsome road ; 
When shall I pass the wilderness, 

And reach the saints' abode ? 

God of my life, be near, 

On Thee my hopes I cast, 
O guide me through the desert here. 

And bring me home at last. Amen. 

Hymn 177. 

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" Thou art a pla( 

JESD, grant me this I pray, 
Ever in Thy Heart to stay; 
Let me evermore abide 
Hidden in Thy wounded Side. 
If the evil one prepare, 
Or the world, a tempting snare, 
I am safe when I abide 
In Thy Heart and wounded Side. 

Hymn 178. 

to hide me in." 

If the flesh, more dangerous still, 
Tempt, my soul to deeds of ill, 
Naught I fear when 1 abide 
In Thy Heart and wounded Side. 
Death will come one day to me ; 
Jesu. cast me not from Thee : 
Dying let me still abide 
In Thy Heart and wounded Side. Amen. 

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TESU, my Lord, my God, my all, 
Hear me, blest Saviour, when I call ; 
Hear me, and from Thy dwelling place 
Pour down the riches of Thy grace ; 
Jesu, my Lord, I Thee adore, 
O make me love Thee more and more. 
Jesu, too late I Thee have sought, 
How can I love Thee as I ought ? 
And how extol Thy matchless fame, 
The glorious beauty of Thy Name ? 
Jesu, my Lord, &c 

there is none upon earth that I desire in 
of Thee." 
Jesu, what didst Thou find in me, 
That Thou hast dealt so lovingly? 
How great the joy that Thou hast brought, 
So for exceeding hope or thought ! 

Jesu, my Lord, &c. 
Jesu. of Thee shall be my song, 
To Thee my heart and soul belong; 
All that I have or am is Thine, 
And Thou, blest Saviour, Thou art mine 
Jesu, my Lord, I Thee adore, 
O make me love Thee more and more 

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JESU, Lover of my soul, 
Let me lo Thy Bosom fly, 
While the gathering waters roll, 
While the tempest still is high : 
Hide me, O my Savioub, hide, 
Till the storm of life be past ; 
Safe into the haven guide, 
O receive my soul at last. 

Other refuge have I none ; 

Hangs my helpless soul on Thee : 
Leave, ah ! leave me not alone, 

Still support and comfort me. 
All my trust on Thee is stayed, 

All my help from Thee I bring ; 
Cover my defenceless head 

With the shadow of Thy wing. 

Plenteous grace with Thee is found, 

Grace to cleanse from every sin ; 
Let the healing streams abound, 

Make and keep me pure within; 
Thou of Life the Fountain art, 

Freely let, me take of Thee; 
Spring Thou up within my heart, 

Rise to all eternity. Amen. 


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" When shall I come to appear 

JERUSALEM, my happy home, 
Name ever dear to me, 
When shall my labours have an end ? 

Thy joys when shall I see ? 
When shall these eves Thy heaven-built 

And pearly gates behold ? [walls 

Thy bulwarks, with salvation strong, 

And streets of shining gold ? 
Apostles, Martyrs, Prophets, there 

Around my Saviour stand : 

before the presence of God ? ' ' 
And all I love in Christ below 

Will join the glorious band. 
Jerusalem, my happy home, 

When shall I come to thee ? 
When shall my labours have an end? 

Thy joys when shall I see ? 
O Christ, do Thou my soul prepare 

For that bright home of love ; 
That I may see Thee and adore, 

With all Thy saints above. Amen. 

Hymn 181, 

Put on the whole armour of God 

SOLDIERS of Christ, arise, 
And put your armour on, 
Strong in the s'trength which God supplies 

Through His eternal Sox ; 

Strong in the Loed of Hosts, 

And in His mighty power; 
Who in the strength of Jesus trusts 

Is more than conqueror. 

Stand then in His great might, 

With all His strength endued ; 
And take, to arm you for the fight, 

The panoply of God. 

From strength to strength go on, 

Wrestle, and fight, and pray ; 
Tread all the powers of darkness down, 

And win the well-fought day. 

That having all things done, 

And all your conflicts past, 
Ye may obtain, through Christ alone, 

A crown of joy at last. Eternal So>", 

We praise Thee and adore, 
Who art with God the Father One 

And Spirit evermore. Amen. 

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THERE is a blessed Home 
Beyond this land of woe, 
Where trials never come, 
Nor tears of sorrow flow ; 
Where faith is lost in sight. 
And patient hope is crowned, 
And everlasting light 
Its glory throws around. 

There is a land of peace, 
Good angels know it well, 
Glad songs that never cease 
Within its portals swell ; 
Around its glorious Throne, 
Ten thousand saints adore 
Cheist, with the Fatheb One 
And Spirit evermore. 

O joy all joys beyond, 

To see the Lamb Who died, 

And count each sacred Wound 

In Hands, and Feet, and Side ; 

To give to Him the praise 

Of every triumph won, 

And sing through endless days 

The great things He hath done. 

Look up ye saints of Gon, 

Nor fear to tread below 

The path your Saviour trod 

Of daily toil and woe ; 

Wait but a little while 

In uncomplaining love, 

His own most gracious smile 

Shall welcome you above. Ames. 

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IORD, as to Thy dear Cross we flee, 
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So let Thy life our pattern be, 

And form our souls for heaven. 
Help us, through good report and ill, 

Our daily cross to bear ; 
Like Thee, to do our Father's will, 

Our brethren's griefs to share. 
Let grace our selfishness expel, 

Our earthliness refine : 

And kindness in our bosoms dwell, 

As free and true as Thine. 
If joy shall at Thy bidding fly, 

And grief's dark day come on, 
"We in our turn would meekly cry, 

" Father, Thy will be done." 
Kept peaceful in the midst of strife, 

Forgiving and forgiven ; 
O may we lead the pilgrim's life. 

And follow Thee to heaven. Amen. 

Hymn 184. 

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YE servants of the Lord, 
Each in His office, -wait, 
Observant of His heavenly word, 

And watchful at His gate. 

Let all your lamps be bright, 

And trim the golden flame ; 
Gird up your loins as in His sight, 

For awful is His Name. 

Watch ! 'tis your Lord's command, 

And while we speak He's near ; 
Mark the first signal of His hand, 

And ready all appear. 

O happy servant he, 

In such a posture found ; 
He shall his Lord with rapture see, 

And be with honour crowned. 

Christ shall the banquet spread 

"With His own royal hand, 
And raise that faithful servant's hea# 

Amid His angel-band. 

All glory, Loitn, to Thee, 

Whom heavm and earth adore ; 
To Father, Son. and Hoi.7 Ghost, 

One God for evermore. Araen. 

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" Unto you which believe, He is precious. 1 

HOW sweet the Name of Jesus sounds 
In a believer's ear ! 
It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, 

And drives away his fear. 
It makes the wounded spirit whole, 

And calms the troubled breast ; 
'Tis manna to the hungry soul, 

And to the weary rest. 
Dear Name l the rock on which I build, 

My shield and hiding-place, 
My never-failing treasury filled 

With boundless stores of grace. 

Jesus! my Shepherd, Husband, Friend, 

My Prophet, Priest, and King, 
My Lord, my Life, my Way, mine End, 

Accept the praise I bring. 
Weak is the effort of my heart, 

And cold my warmest thought ; 
But when I see Thee as Thou art, 

I'll praise Thee as I ought. 
TU1 then I would Thy love proclaim 

With every fleeting breath ; 
And may the music of Thy Name 

Refresh my soul in death. Amen. 

Hymn 186. 

" Casting all your care upon 

OLORD, how happy should we be 
If we could cast our care on Thee, 

If we from self could rest ; 
And feel at heart that One above 
In perfect wisdom, perfect love, 

Is working for the best. 
How far from this our daily life, 
How oft disturbed by anxious strife, 

By sudden wild alarms ; 
Oh, could we but relinquish all 
Our earthly props, and simply fall 

On Thine Almighty arms ! 
Could we but kneel and east our load, 
E'en while we pray, upon our God, 

Then rise with lightened cheer ; 

Him ; for He careth for you." 

Sure that the Fattier, Who is nigh 
To still the famished raven's cry, 

Will hear in that we fear. 
We cannot trust Him as we should ; 
So chafes weak nature's restless mood 

To cast its peace away ; 
But birds and flowerets round us preach, 
All, all the present evil teach 

Sufficient for the day. 
Lord, make these faithless hearts of ouri 
Such lessons learn from birds and flowers j 

Make them from self to cease, 
Leave all things to a Father's will, 
And taste, before Ilini lying still, 

E'en in aflliction peace. Amen. 

Hymn 187. General i£>pmn& 

" Lord, help me.' 

OHELP us, Lord; each hour of need 
Thy heavenly succour give ; 
Help us in thought, and word, and deed, 
Each hour on earth we live. 

O help us when our spirits bleed 

"With contrite anguish sore ; 
And when our hearts are cold and dead, 

O help us, Lord, the more. 

O help us through the prayer of faith 

More firmly to believe ; 
For still the more the servant hath, 

The more shall he receive. 

O help us, Jest/, from on high ; 

We know no help but Thee ; 
O help us so to live and die 

As Thine in heaven to be. Amen. 

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" Behold, how good and joyful a thing it is : brethren, to dwell together in unity. 1 ' 

OLORD, how joyful 'tis to see 
The brethren join in love to Thee; 
On Thee alone their heart relies, 
Their only strength Thy grace supplies. 

How sweet within Thy holy place 
"With one accord to sing Thy grace, 
Besieging Thine attentive ear 
With all the force of fervent prayer. 

may we love the House of God 
Of peace and joy the blest abode; 

O may no angry strife destroy 
That sacred peace, that holy joy. 

The world without may rage, but we 
Will only cling more close to Thee, 
With hearts to Thee more wholly given 
More weaned from earth, more fixed on 

Lord, shower upon us from above 
The sacred gift of mutual love ; 
Each other's wants may we supply, 
And reign together in the sky. Amen. 

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JESU, meek and gentle, 
Son of God most high, 
Pitying, loving Saviour, 
Hear Thy children's cry. 
Pardon our offences, 
Loose our captive chains, 
Break down every idol 
Which our soul detains. 

Give us holy freedom, 
Fill our hearts with love ; 
Draw us, Holy Jesus I 
To the realms above. 

" Lord, save us." 
Lead us on our journey, 

Be Thyself the Way Jesu, meek and gentle, 

Through terrestrial darkness Son of God most high, 
To celestial day. Pitying, loving Saviour, 

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and eternal weight of glory." 

OLET him, whose sorrow 
No relief can find, 
Trust in God, and borrow 

Ease for heart and mind. 
Where the mourner weeping 

Sheds the secret tear, 
God His watch is keeping 

Though none else is near. 
God will never leave thee, 

All thy wants He knows, 
Feels the pains that grieve thee, 

Sees thy cares and woes. 
Raise thine eyes to heaven 

When thy spirits quail, 

When by tempests driven, 

Heart and courage fail. 
When in grief we languish 

He will dry the tear, 
Who his children's anguish 

Soothes with succour near. 
All our woe and sadness, 

In this world below, 
Balance not the gladness 

We in heaven shall know. 
Jesu, Holy Saviouk, 

In the realms above 
Crown us with Thy favour. 

Fill us with Thy love. Amea. 

Hymn 191. General limits. 

"Where I am there shall also My servant be." 

CHRIST Trill gather in His own 
To the place where He is gone, 
"Where their heart and treasure lie, 
Where our life is hid on high. 
Day by day the Voice saith, " Come, 
Enter thine eternal home ;" 
Asking not if we can 6pare 
This dear soul it summons there. 
Had He asked us, well we know 
We should cry, Oh spare this blow ! 

Yes, with streaming tears should pray, 
44 Lord we love him, let him stay. 1 ' 
But the Lord doth nought amiss, 
And, since He hath ordered this, 
We have naught to do but still 
Rest in silence on His will. 
Many a heart no longer here, 
Ah ! was all too inly dear ; 
Yet, O Love, 'tis Thou dost call, 
Thou wilt be our All in all. Amen. 

Hymn 192. 


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C\ OD moves in a mysterious way 

VT His wonders to perform ; 

He plants His footsteps in the sea, 

And rides upon the storm. 
Deep in unfathomable mines 

Of never-failing skill 
He treasures up His bright designs, 

And works His sovereign will. 
Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, 

The «louds ye so much dread 

Are big with mercy, and shall break 

In blessings on your head. 
Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, 

But trust Him for His grace: 
Behind a frowning providence 

He hides a smiling face. 
Blind unbelief is sure to err, 

And scan His work in vain ; 
God is His own interpreter, 

And He will make it plain. A smb. 

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Worthy is the Lamb that was slain to receive power, and riches, and wisdom, and 
strength, and honour, and glory, and blessing I" 

FROM highest heaven th' Eternal Son, 
With Gon the Father ever One, 
Came down to suffer, and to die: 
For love of sinful man He bore 
Our human griefs and troubles sore, 
Our load of guilt and misery. 

Sing out, ye saints of Gon, and praise 
The Lamis who died, IIi£ flock to raise 

From sin and everlasting woe : 
With angels round the throne above, 
O tell the wonders of If is love, 

The joys that from His mercy flow 

In darkest shades of nip;hfwe lay 
Without abeam to guide our way, 

Or hope of aught beyond the grave; 
But He hath brought us life and light, 
And opened heaven to our sight, 

And lives forever strong to save. 

Rejoice, ye saints of Gon, rejoice ; 
Sing out, and praise with cheerful voice 

The LambWhom heaven and earth adore; 
To Him Who gave TI is only Son, 
To Gon (he Spirit, with Them One, 

Be praise and glory evermore. Amen. 

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LET every heart exulting heat 
With joy at Jesu's Name of bliss ; 
With every pure delight replete 
And passing sweet its music is. 

Jesus the comfortless consoles, 
Jesus each sinful fever quells, 
Jesus the power of hell controls, 
Jesus each deadly foe repels. 

O speak His glorious Name abroad! 
Jesus let every tongue confess, 

Let every heart and voice accord 
The Healer of our souls to bless. 

Jesu, the sinner's Friend, abide 
With us, and hearken to our prayer; 
Thy frail and erring wanderers guide, 
In mercy our transgressions spare. 

All might, all glory be to Thee, 
Refulgent with this Name Divine ; 
All honour, worship, majesty, 
Jesu, for evermore be Thine. Amen. 

Hymn 195. 

" The everlasting Father, 

TO CHRIST, the Prince of peace 
And Son of God most high, 
The Father of the world to come, 
We lift our joyful cry. 

Deep in His heart for us 
The wound of love He bore, 
That love which still he kindles in 
The hearts that Him adore. 

O Jesu, Victim blest, 
What else but love divine 

the Prince of peace." 

Could Thee constrain to open thus 
That sacred Heart of Thine? 

O Fount of endless life, 
O Spring of water clear ! 
O flame celestial, cleansing i. 11 
Who unto Thee draw near 1 

Hide me in Thy dear Heart, 
For thither do I fly; 
There seekThy grace through life,in doatb 
Thine immortality. Amen. 


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'The kingdoms of this world are become the kingdoms of our Lord and of His 
Christ ; and He shall reign for ever and ever." 

JESUS shall reign where' er the sun 
Doth his successive journeys run ; 
His kingdom stretch from shore to shore, 
Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 
People and realms of every tongue 
Dwell on His love with sweetest song, 
And infant voices shall proclaim 
Their early blessings on His Name. 

Blessings abound where'er He reigns ; 
The prisoner leaps to lose His chains; 
The weary find eternal rest, 
And all the sons of want are blest. 
Let every creature rise and bring 
Peculiar honours to our King; 
Angels descend with songs again, 
And earth repeat the loud Amen. Amen. 

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" Lord, Thou hast been our Kefuge from one generation to another.' 

OGOD, our help in ages past, 
Our hope for years to come. 
Our shelter from the stormy blast, 

And our eternal home! 
Beneath the shadow of Thy Throne 

Thy saints have dwelt secure; 
Sufficient is Thine Arm alone, 

And our defence is sure, 
l&efore the hills in order stood, 
Or earth received her frame, 
From everlasting Thou art God, 
To endless years the same. 

A thousand ages in Thy sight 

Are like an evening gone; 
Short as the watch that ends the night 

Before the rising sun. 
Time, like an ever-rolling stream 

Bears all its sons away ; 
They fly forgotten, as a dream 

Dies at the opening day. 
O Gon, our help in ages past, 

Our hopes for years to come, 
Be Thou our guard while troubles last, 

And our eternal home. Amenu 

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Hymn 198. 

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PRAISE, my soul, the King of Heaven, 
To His feet Thy tribute bring ; 
Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven, 
Evermore His praises sing, 

Alleluia! Alleluia! 
Praise the everlasting King. 

Praise Him for His grace and favour 

To our fathers in distress; 
Praise Him still the same as ever, 

Slow to chide, and swift to bless ; 
Alleluia! Alleluia! 

Glorious in His faithfulness. 

Father-like, He tends and spares us, 

Well our feeble frame He knows; 
In His hands He gently bears us, 

Rescues us from all our foes ; 
Alleluia ! Alleluia 1 

Widely yet His mercy flows. 

Angels in the height adore Him I 

Ye behold Him face to face ; 
Saints triumphant bow before Him ! 

Gathered in from every race: 
Alleluia 1 Alleluia! 
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'Mary hath chosen that good part, which shall not be taken away from her.' 

OLOVE divine, how sweet thou arM 
When shall I find my willing heart 
All taken up by Thee ? 
I thirst, I faint, I die to prove 
The greatness of redeeming love, 
The love of Christ to me ! 

Stronger His love than death or hell ; 
Its riches are unsearchable ; 

The first-born sons of light 
Desire in vain its depths to see ; 
They cannot reach the mystery, 

The length and breadth and height. 

Gon only knows the love of God ; 
O that it now were shed abroad 

In this poor stony heart ! 
For love I sigh, for love I pine ; 
This only portion. Loud, be mine. 

Be mine this better part. 

For ever would I take my seat 
With Mary at the Master's feet 

Be this my happy choice ; 
My only care, delight, and bliss, 
My joy, my heaven on earth, bo this, 

To hear the Bridegroom's voice. Amen. 

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comparison of Thee." 

"VfEAEEPv, my God, to Thee, 
ll Nearer to Thee ; 

E'en though it he a cross 

That raise th me, 
Sttll all my song shall he, 
Nearer, my God, to Thee, 

Nearer to Thee! 

Though, like a wanderer, 

The sun gone down, 
Darkness comes over me, 

.My rest a stone ! 
Yet in my dreams I*d he 
Nearer, my God, to Thee, 

Nearer to Thee ! 

There let my way appear 

Steps unto heaven : 
All that Thou sendest me, 

In mercy given ; 
Angels to heckon me 
Nearer, my God, to Thee, 

Nearer to Thee! 

Then, with my waking thoughts 

Bright with'Thy praise, 

Out of my stony griefs 

Bethel I'll raise; 

So by my woes to be 

Nearer, my God, to Thee, 

Nearer to Thee! Amen. 


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" Thy "Word is a lantern unto 

LORD, Thy Word abideth, 
And our footsteps guideth ; 
Who its truth believe th 
Light and joy receiveth. 
When our foes are near us, 
Then Thy Word doth cheer us, 
Word of consolation, 
Message of salvation. 
When the storms are o'er us, 
And dark clouds before us, 
Then its light directeth 
And our way protecteth. 

Hymn 202. 

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Who can tell the pleasure, 
Who recount the treasure, 
By Thy Word imparted 
To the simple-hearted? 
Word of mercy, giving 
Succour to the living . 
Word of life, supplying 
Comfort to the dying 1 
Oh, that we discerning 
Its most holy learning, 
Lord, may love and fear Thee, 
Evermore be near Thee 1 Amen. 

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WONDROUS type, O vision fair 
Of glory that the Church shall share, 
Which Christ upon the mountain shows, 
Where brighter than the sun He glows 1 
From age to age the tale declare, 
How with the three disciples there, 
Where Moses and Elias meet, 
The Lobd holds converse high and sweet. 
The Law and Prophets there have place, 
Two chosen witnesses of grace ; 
The Father's voice from out the cloud 
Proclaims His Only Sox aloud. 

With shining Face and bright array, 
Christ deigns to manifest to-day 
What glory shall be theirs above 
Who joy in God with perfect love. 
And faithful hearts are raised on high 
By this great vision's mystery, 
For which in joyful strains we raise 
The voice of prayer, the hymn of praise. 
O Father, with the Eternal Son 
And Holy Spirit, ever One, 
Vouchsafe to bring us by Thy grace 
To see Thy glory face to face. Amen. 


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Hymn 203. 

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the bread which we break, is it not the communion of the Body of Cueist V 

"VTOW, my tongue, the mystery telling 
jS Of tbe glorious Body sing, 
And tbe Blood, all price excelling, 

Which the Gentiles 1 Lord and King, 
In a Virgin's womb once dwelling, 

Shed for this' world's ransoming. 

Given for us, and condescending 

To be born for us below, 
He with men in converse blending 

Dw ;lt the seed of truth to sow, 
Till He dosed with wondrous ending 

His most patient life of woe. 

That last night, at supper lying, 
'Mid the Twelve, His chosen band, 

Jesus, with the law complying, 
Keeps the feast its rites demand ; 

Then, more precious Food supplying, 
Gives Himself with His own Hand. 

WoEP-made-Flesh true bread He maketk 
By His word His Flesh to be; 

Wine, His Blood ; which whoso taketh 
Must from carnal thoughts be free; 

Faith alone, though sight forsaketh, 
Shows true hearts the mystery. 

Therefore we, before Him bending, 
This great Sacrament revere ; 

Types and shadows have their ending, 
For the newer rite is here ; 

Faith, our outward sense befriending, 
Makes our inward vision clear. 

Glory let us give, and blessing, 

To the Father and the Son, 
Honour, might, and praise addressing, 

While eternal ages run ; 
Ever too, His love confessing, 

Who from Both with Both is One. 

The tunes to Hymns 89, or 52, or 168, may also be used. 


Hymn 204. JJ)olg Communion. 


MY GOD, and is Thy table spread, 
And doth Thy cup with love o'erflow? 
Thither be all Thy children led, 
And let them all Thy sweetness know. 
Hail, sacred Feast, which Jesus makes, 
Rich banquet of His Flesh and Blood I 
Thrice happy he who here partakes 
That sacred stream, that heavenly food. 
Why are its dainties all in vain 
Before unwilling hearts displayed f 

Hymn 205. 

Come, for all things are now ready. 1 

Was not for them the Victim slain ? 
Are they forbid the children's bread? 
O let Thy table honoured be, 
And furnished well with joyful guests ; 
And may each soul salvation see 
That here its sacred pledges tastes. 
To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
The God Whom heaven and earth adore, 
From men and from the angel-host 
Be praise and glory evermore. Amen. 

■ This do in rcmemberance of Me. 

BREAD of heaven, on Thee we feed, 
For Thy Flesh is meat indeed ; 
Ever may our souls be fed 
With this true and living Bread : 
Day by day with strength supplied 
Through the life of Him Who died. 

Vine of heaven, Thy Blood supplies 

This blest cup of sacrifice ; 

Loud, Thy Wounds our healing give, 

To Thy Cross we look and live ; 

Jesus, may we ever be 

Grafted, rooted, built in Thee. 

Hymn 206. ©Olg COmmUtttOn, 


"Jesus said unto them, 

THEE we adore, O hidden Saviour, Thee, 
Who in Thy Sacrament dost deign to 
Both flesh and spirit at Thy presence fail, 
Yet here Thy presence we devoutly haiL 

O blest Memorial of our dying Lord, 
Who living Bread to men doth here afford ! 
O may our souls for ever feed on Thee, 
And Thou, O Christ, for ever precious be. 

Hymn 207. 

I am the Bread of Life.' ' 
Fountain of Goodness, Jesu.Loed and God. 
Cleanse us, unclean, with Thy most cleans- 
ing Blood ; 
Increase our faith and love, that we may 
know [sence flow. 

The hope and peace which from Thy pre- 
O Christ, Whom now beneath a veil we see, 
May what we thrist for soon our portion be, 
To gaze on Thee,and see with unveiled face 
The vision of Thy glory and Thy grace. 



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And, thus inspired with holy fear, 

Before Thine Altar kneel. 
Here may Thy faithful people know 

The blessings of Thy love. 
The streams that through the desert flow, 

The manna from above. 
We come, obedient to Thy word, 

To feast on heavenly Food; 

and My Blood is drink indeed." 

Our meat, the Body of the Lord, 

Our drink, His precious Blood. 
Thus may we all Thy words obey, 

For we, O God, are Thine, 
And go rejoicing on our way, 

Renewed with strength divine. 
To Father, Soar, and Hoi.t Ghost, 

Th* Goo Whom we adore, 
Be glory, as it was, is now, 

And shall be evermore. Amen. 

Hymn 208. 


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FATHER, Thou Who hast created all 
tn wisest love, we pray, 
Look on this babe, who at Thy gracious call 

Is entering on life's way. 
Bend o'er it now with blessing fraught, 
And make Thou something out of naught. 

O Father, hear! 
O Son of God, Who diedst for us, behold 

We bring our child to Thee, 
Thou tender Shepherd take it to Thy fold, 

Thine own for aye to be ; 
Defend it through this earthly strife, 
And lead it on the path of life, 

O Son of God ! 
O Holy Ghost, Who broodest o'er the wavo, 

Descend upon this child ; 
Give it undying life, its spirit lave 

With waters undefiled ; 
Grant it while yet a babe to be 
A child of God, a home for Thee, 

O Holy Ghost ! 
O Triune God, what Thou command' st is done. 

We speak, but Thine the might ; 
This child hath scarce, yet seen our earthly son, 

Yet pour on it Thy light, 
In faith and hope, in joy and love, 
Thou Sun of all below, above, 

O Triune God I Amen. 

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"The washing of regeneration." 

JTiIS done ; that new and heavenly birth 

1 Which re-creates the sons of earth, 
And cleanses from the guilt of sin 
The souls whom Jesus died to win. 

'Tis done; the Cross upon the brow 
Is marked for weal or sorrow now ; 
To shine with heavenly lustre bright, 
Or burn in everlasting night. 

O ye who brought that babe to-day 
Within a Saviour's arms to lay, 
Watch well and guard with careful eye 
The heir of immortality. 

Hymn 210. 


Teach it to know a Father's love, 
And seek for happiness above, 
To Christ its heart and treasure give, 
And in the Spirit ever live. 

That so before the judgment-seat 
In joy and triumph ye may meet ; 
The battle fought, the struggle o'er, 
The kingdom yours for evermore. 

Praise God from Whom all blessings flow, 
Praise Him, all creatures here below ; 
Praise Him above, angelic host ; 
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 

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" Buried with Him in Baptism." 

WITH Christ we share a mystic grave, 
With Christ we buried lie ; 
But 'tis not in the darksome cave 
By mournful Calvary. 

The pure and bright baptismal flood 

Entombs our nature's stain ; 
New creatures from the cleansing wave 

With Christ we rise again. 

Thrice blest, if, throngh this world of sin. 

And lust, and selfish care, 
Our resurrection-mantle white 

And undefiled we wear 

Thrice blest, if, through the gate of deatk, 

Glorious at last and free, 
We to our joyful rising pass, 

O Risen Lord, with Thee. Amen. 

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COME Holy Ghost, Creator blest, 
Vouchsafe within our souls to rest; 
Come with Thy grace and heavenly aid, 
And fill the hearts which Thou hast made, 
O Comforter, to Thee we cry ; 
Thou Heavenly gift of God most high ; 
Thou Fount of life, and Fire of love, 
And sweet Anointing from above. 
O Finger of the Hand divine, 
The sevenfold gifts of grace are Thine ; 
The promise of the Father Thou, 
Who dost the tongue with power endow. 
Thy light to every sense impart, 
And shed Thy love in every heart ; 

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is the Holt Ghost." 
The weakness of our flesh supply 
With strength and courage from on high. 
Drive far away our ghostly foe, 
And peace for evermore bestow ; 
If Thou be our preventing Guide, 
No evil can our steps betide. 
O Holy Ghost, through Thee alone 
We know the Father and the Son : 
Be this our never-changing creed, 
That Thou dost from Them Both proceed. 
Praise we the Father and the Son, 
And Holy Spirit with them One : 
And may the Son on us bestow 
The gifts that from the Spirit flow. AmeK. 

Hymn 212. J£>0lg SgmtUmOng, 

" A threefold cord 

THE voice that breathed o'er Eden, 
That earliest wedding day, 
The primal marriage blessing, 

It hath not passed away : 
Still in the pure espousal 

Of Christian man and maid 
The Holy Three are with us, 

The three-fold grace is said. 
For dower of blessed children. 

For love and faith's sweet sake, 
For high mysterious union 

Which nought on earth may break, 
Be present, awful Father, 

To give away this bride, 
As Eve Thou gavest to Adam 

Out of bis own pierced side. 

is not quickly broken." 
Be present, Son of Mary, 

To join their loving hands, 
As thou didst bind two natures 

In thine eternal bands ; 
Be present, Holiest Spirit, 

To bless them as they kneel, 
As Thou for Christ, the Bridegroom, 

The heavenly spouse dost seal. 
O spread Thy pure wing o'er them, 

Let no ill power find place, 
When onward to Thine Altar 

The hallowed path they trace. 
To cast their crowns before Thee, 

In perfect sacrifice, 
Till to the home of gladness 
With Cubist's own Bride they rise, 

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HOW welcome was the call, 
And sweet the festal lay, 
When Jesus deigned in Cana's hall 
To bless the marriage day. 

And happy was the Bride, 
And glad the Bridegroom's heart, 
For He Who tarried at their Bide 
Bade grief and ill depart. 

His gracious power divine 
The water vessels knew ; 
And plenteous was the mystic wine 
The wondering servants drew. 

and His disciples, to the marriage." 
O Lobd of life and love, 
Come Thou again to-day ; 
And bring a blessing from above 
That ne'er shall pass away. 

Oh, bless, as erst of old, 
The Bridegroom and the Bride; 
Bless with the holier stream that flowed 
Forth from Thy pierced Side. 

Before Thine Alter-throne 
This mercy we implore : 
As Thou dost knit them, Lobd, in one, 
So bless them evermore. Amen. 

Hymn 214. 

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CHRIST is gone up ; yet ere He passed 
From earth, in heaven to reign, 
He formed one holy Church to last 

Till He should come again. 
His twelve Apostles first He made 

His ministers of grace ; 
And they their hands on others laid, 
To fill in turn their place. 

So age by age, and year by year, 

His grace was handed on ; 
And still the holy Church is here, 

Although her Lord is gone. 
Let those find pardon, Lord, from The«, 

Whose love to her is cold : 
Bring wanderers in, and let there be 

One Shepherd and one fold. Amen. 

Hymn 215. 

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Let Thy priests be clothed with righteousness." 

LORD, pour Thy Spirit from on high 
And Thine ordained servants bless 
Graces and gifts to each supply, 
And clothe thy priests with righteo 

Within Thy temple when they stand, 
To teach the truth as taught by Thee, 
Saviour, like stars in Thy right hand, 
Let all Thy Church's pastors be. 

Wisdom, and zeal, and lore impart, 
Firmness and meekness from above, 

To bear Thy people in their heart, 

And love the souls whom Thou dost love. 

To love, and pray, and never faint, 
By day and night their guard to keep, 
To warn the sinner, form the saint, 
To feed Thy lambs, and tend Thy sheep. 

So, when their work is finished here, 
They may in hope their charge resign 
So, when their Master shall appear, 
They may with crowns of glory shine. 

Hymn 216. 

Unto every one of us is given grace ; according to the measure of the gift of Cheibt. 1 

GUARDIAN of the Church Divine, 
The sevenfold gifts of grace are Thine, 
And kindled by Thy hidden fires 
The soul to highest aims aspires. 

Thy Priests with wisdom, Lord, endue, 
Their hearts with love and zeal renew ; 
Turn all their weakness into might, 
O Thou the source of life and light. 

Spirit of truth, on us bestow 
The faith in all its power to know 

That with the saints of ages gone 
And those to come, we may be one. 

Protect Thy Church from every foe, 
And peace, the fruit of love, bestow ; 
Convert the world, make all confess 
The glories of Thy righteousness. 

All praise to God the Father be, 
All praise, Eternal Son, to Thee, 
Whom with the Spirit we adore 
For ever and for evermore. Amen. 

Hymn 217. 


Come over 

. and help us.' 

FROM Greenland's icy mountains, 
From India's coral strand, 
Where Afric"s sunny fountains 
Roll down their golden sand, 
From many an ancient river, 
From many a palmy plain, 
They call us to deliver 

Their land from error's chain. 

"What though the spicy breezes 

Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle, 
Though every prospect pleases, 

And only man is vile ; 
In vain with lavish kindness 

The gifts of God are strown, 
The heathen in his blindness 

Bows down to wood and stone. 

Can we whose souls are lighted 

With wisdom from on high, 
Can we to men benighted 

The lamp of life deny ? 
Salvation! oh, Salvation! 

The joyful sound proclaim, 
Till each remotest nation 

Has learnt Messiah's Name. 

Waft, waft, ye winds, His story, 

And you, ye waters, roll, 
Till like a sea of glory 

It spreads from pole to pole ; 
Till o'er our ransomed nature 

The Lamb for sinners slain, 
Redeemer, Kin::. Creator, 

In bliss returns to reign. Amen. 


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" The harvest truly is plenteous, but the labourers are few." 

THE earth, O Lord, is one wide field 
Of all Thy chosen seed ; 
The crop prepared its fruit to yield ; 

The labourers few indeed. 
Therefore we come before Thee now 

"With words of humble prayer, 
Beseeching of Thy love that Thou 

Would'stsend more labourers there. 
Not for our land alone we pray, 

Though that above the rest, 
The realms and islands far away, 

O let them all be blest. 

Endue the Bishops of Thy flock 

With wisdom and with grace, 
Against false doctrine, like a rock, 

To set the heart and face. 
To all Thy Priests Thy truth reveal, 

And make Thy judgments clear; 
Make Thou Thy Deacons full of zeal, 

And humble, and sincere. 
Give to their flocks a lowly mind 

To hear and to obey ; 
That each and all may mercy find 

At Thine appearing day Amen. 

Hymn 219. 

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" That Thy way may be known upon earth, Thy saving health among all nations." 

GOD of grace, O let Thy light 
Bless our dim and blinded sight; 
Like the day-spring on the night 

Bid Thy grace to shine. 
To the nations led astray 
Thine eternal love display ; 
Let Thy Truth direct their way 

Till the world be Thine. 
Praise to Thee, the faithful Lord ; 
Let all tongues in glad accord 
Learn the good thanksgiving word, 

Ever praising Thee. 


While His grace our life shall cheer, 
Furthest lands shall own His fear, 
Brought to Him in worship near, 

Taught His mercy's ways. Amen. 

Let them moved to gladness sing. 
Owning Thee their judge and King; 
Righteous Truth shall bloom and spring 

Where Thy rule shall be. 
Praise to Thee all-faithful Lord; 
Let all tongues in glad accord 
Speak the good thanksgiving word, 

Heart-rejoicing praise. 
So the fruitful earth's increase, 
Bounty of the God of peace, 
Never in its course shall cease, 

Through the length of day«; 

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" And God said, Let there be light : and there was light" 

THOU, Whose almighty Word 
Chaos and darkness heard, 

And took their flight, 
Hear us, we humbly pray, 
And where the Gospel-day 
Sheds not its glorious ray 

Let there be light ! 
Thou, Who didst come to bring 
On Thy redeeming wing 

Healing and sight, 
Health to the sick in mind, 
Sight to the inly blind, 
Oh, now to all mankind 

Let there be light ! 
Spirit of truth and love, 
Life-giving, holy Dove, 

Speed forth Thy flight ; 
Move on the water's face, 
Spreading the beams of grace, 
And in earth's darkest place 

Let there be light ! 
Blessed and Holy Three, 
Glorious Trinity, 

Grace, Love, and Might ; 
Boundless as ocean's tide, 
Rolling in fullest pride, 
Through the world, far and wide 

Let there be light 1 Amen. 


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" Upon the ungodly He shall rain snares, fire and brimstone, storm and tempest. 
He cometh, He cometh to judge the earth." 

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Through earth's sepulchres it ringeth, 
All before the Throne it briugeth. 
Death is struck, and nature quaking, 
All creation is awaking, 
To its Judge an answer making. 
Lo, the Book, exactly worded, 
Wherein all hatli been recorded ! 
Thence shall judgment be awarded. 
When the Judge His seat attaineth, 
And each hidden deed arraigneth, 
Nothing unavenged remaineth. 
What shall I, frail man, be pleading, 
Who for me be interceding, 
When the just are mercy needing? 
King of majesty tremendous, 
Who dost free salvation send us, 
Fount of pity then befriend us ! 

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Caused Thy wondrous Incarnation ; 
Leave me not to reprobation. 
Faint and weary Thou hast sought me, 
On the Cross of suffering bought me : 
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Righteous Judge ! for sin's pollution 
Grant Thy gift of absolution, 
Ere that day of retribution. 
Guilty, now I pour my moaning. 
All my shame with anguish owning ; 
Spare, O God, Thy suppliant groaning. 
Thou the sinful woman savedst ; 
Thou the dying thief forgavedst ; 
And to me a hope vouchsafed 
Worthless are my prayers and sighing, 
Yet, good Lord, in grace complying, 
Rescue me from fires undying. 
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From the dust of earth returning, Man for judgment must pre-pare him : 

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" These men see the works of the Lord, and His wonders in the deep." 

ETERNAL Father, strong to save, 
Whosf- arm hath bound the restless wave, 
Who bid' st the mighty ocean deep 
Its own appointed limits keep ; 
O hear us when we cry to Thee 
For those in peril on the sea. 

O Christ, Whose voice the waters heard 
And hushed their raging at Thy word, 
Who walkedst on the foaming deep, 
And calm amidst its rage didst sleep ; 

O hear us when we cry to Thee 

For those in peril on the sea. 

Most Hoi.y Spirit, Who didst brood 
Upon the chaos dark and rude, 
And bid its angry tumult cease, 
And givp,for wild confusion, peace; 

O hear us when we cry to Thee 

For those in peril on the sea. 

O Tiunitv of love and power, 

Our brethren shield in danger's hour; 

From rock and tempest, fire and foe, 

Protect them wheresoe'er 'hey go ; 
Thus evermore shall rise to Thee 
Glad hymns of praise from land and sea. Ames. 



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" They joy before Thee, according to the joy of harvest" 

COME, ye thankful people, come, 
Raise the song of Harvest Home ! 
All is safely gathered in, 
Ere the winter-storms begin ; 
God, our Maker, doth provide 
For our wants to be supplied ; 
Come to God's own Temple, come ; 
Raise the song of Harvest Home ! 

What is earth but God's own field, 
Fruit unto His praise to yield ? 
Wheat and tares therein are sown, 
Unto joy or sorrow grown ; 
Ripening with a wondrous power, 
Till the final Harvest-Hour: 
Grant, O Lord of Life, that we 
Holv grain and pure may be. 

For we know that Thou wilt come, 
And wilt take Thy people home ; 
From Thy field will purge away 
All that doth offend, that day ; 
And Thine Angels charge at last 
In the fire the tares to cast, 
But the fruitful ears to store 
In Thy garner evermore. 

Come then, Lord of mercy, come, 
Bid us sing Thy Harvest Home! 
Let Thy Saints be gathered in, 
Free from sorrow, free from sin ; 
All upon the golden floor 
Praising Thee for evermore : 
Come, with thousand Angels, come ; 
Bid us sing Thy Harvest Home ! Amen. 

Hymn 224. 



" Who giveth food to all flesh: 

PRAISE, O praise our God and King I 
Hymns of adoration sing ; 

For His mercies still endure 

Ever faithful, ever sure. 
Praise Him that He made the Sun 
Day by day his course to run ; 

For His mercies still endure 

Ever faithful, ever sure : 
And the silver Moon by night, 
Shining with her gentle light ; 

For His mercies still endure 

Ever faithful, ever sure. 
Praise Him that He gave the rain 
To mature the swelling grain ; 

For His mercies still endure 

Ever faithful, ever sure : 
The whole of the first and last verses 

Hymn 225. 

for His mercy endureth for ever." 
, And hath hid the fruitful field 
Crops of precious increase yield ; 
For His mercies still endure 
Ever faithful, ever sure. 
Praise Him for our Harvest-store, 
He hath filled the Garner-floor: 
For His mercies still endure 
Ever faithful, ever sure : 
And for richer Food than this, 
Pledge of everlasting bliss ; 
For His mercies still endure 
Ever faithful, ever sure. 
Glory to our Bounteous King! 
Glory let creation sing ! 

Glory to the Father, Son, 
And Blest Spirit,Three in One. Amen. 
to be sung in Chorus, the others as above. 

" Thou visitest the earth and blessest 

FATHER of mercies, God of love, 
Whose gifts all creatures share, 
The rolling seasons as they move 

Proclaim Thy constant care. 
When in the bosom of the earth 

The sower hid the grain, 
Thy goodness marked its secret birth, 

And sent the early rain. 
The spring's sweet influence, Loed, was 
The srasons knew Thy call ; [Thine, 
Thou mad'st the summer sun to shine, ♦ 
The summer dews to fall. 

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it ; Thou makest it very plenteous." 
Thy gifts of mercy from above 

Matured the swelling grain ; 
And now the harvest crowns Thy love, 

And plenty fills the plain. 
Oh, ne'er may our forgetful hearts 

O'erlook Thy bounteous care ; 
But what our Father's Hand impart* 

Still own in praise and prayer. 
To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 

The God Whom we adore, 
Be glory, as it was, is now, 

And shall be evermore. Amen. 


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" The harvest is the end of the world, and the reapers are the angels/ 

LORD of the harvest, once again 
We thank Thee for the ripened grain ; 
For crops safe carried, sent to cheer 
Thy servants through another year ; 
For all sweet holy thoughts supplied 
By seed-time, and by harvest-tide. 

The hare dead grain, in autumn sown, 
Its robe of vernal green puts on ; 
Glad from its wintry grave it springs, 
Fresh garnished by the King of Kings : 
So, Loed, to those who sleep in Thee 
Shall new and glorious bodies be. 

Nor vainly of Thy Word we ask 
A lesson from the reaper's task : 
So shall Thine angels issue forth ; 
The tares be burnt ; the just of earth, 
To wind and storm exposed no more, 
Be gathered to their Father's store. 

Daily, O Lord, our prayers be said, 
As Thou hast taught, for daily bread ; 
But not alone our bodies feed, 
Supply our fainting spirits' need ; 
O Bread of Life, from day to day 
Be Thou their Comfort, Food, and Stay! 

Hymn 227. 


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"Although the fields shall yield no meat . 
joy in the God of 

WHAT our Father does is well ; 
Blessed truth His children tell ! 
Though He send, for plenty, want, 
Though the harvest-store be scant, 
Yet we rest upon His love, 
Seeking better things above. 

What our Father does is well; 
Shall the wilful heart rebel? 
If a blessing He withhold, 
In the field, or in the fold, 
Is it not Himself to be 
All our Store eternally ? 

. . yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will 
my salvation." 

What our Father does is well; 
Though He sadden hill and dell, 
Upward yet our praises rise 
For the strength His Word supplies; 
He has called us sons of God, 
Can we murmur at His rod ? 
What our Father does is well : 
May the thought within us dwell; 
Though nor milk nor honey flow 
In our barren Canaan now, 
God can save us in our need, 
God can bless us, God can feed. 

Therefore, unto Him we raise 
Hymns of glory, songs of praise ; 
To the Father, and the Son, 
And the Spirit, Three in One, 
Honour, might, and glory be, 
Now, and through eternity. Amen. 

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That signs and wonders may be done by the Name of Thy Holy Child Jesus.' 

LORD JESUS, God and Man, 
For love of men a Child, 
The Very God, yet born on earth 
Of Mary undefiled ; 

Lord Jesus, God and Man, 

In this our festal day 
To Thee for precions gifts of grace 

Thy ransomed people pray. 

We pray for childlike hearts, 

For gentle holy love, 
For strength to do Thy will below 

As angels do above. 

We pray for simple faith, 

For hope that never faints, 

For true communion evermore 

With all Thy blessed Saints. 

On friends around us here 

O let Thy blessing fall ; 
We pray for grace to love them well, 

But Thee beyond them all. 

O joy to live for Thee! 

O joy in Thee to diel 
O very joy of joys to see 

Thy Face eternally. 

Lord Jksus, God and Man, 
We praise Thee and adore, 
Who art with God the Father One, 
And Spirit evermore. Amen 

Hymn 229, §>Cf)00l JFe0tttml0, 

" Out of the mouth of babes 

GOD eternal, mighty King, 
Unto Thee our praise we bring ; 
All the earth doth worship Thee, 
We amid the throng would be. 
Holy, Holy, Holyl cry 
Angels round Thy throne on high : 
Lord of all the heavenly powers, 
Be the same loud anthem ours. 
Glorified Apostles raise 
Night and day continual praise ; 
Hast not Thou a mission too 
For Thy children here to do ? 

and sucklings Thou hast perfected praise." 
With the Prophets" goodly line 
We in mystic bond combine ; 
For Thou hast to us revealed 
Things that to the wise were sealed. 
Martyrs, in a noble host, 
Of the cross are heard to boast ; 
Oh, that we our cross may bear, 
And a crown of glory wear. 
God eternal, mighty King, 
Unto Thee our praise we bring ; 
To the Father, and the Son, 
And the Spirit, Three in One. Amen. 

'Jesus increased in wisdom and stature, and in favour with God and man.' 

OHOLY Lord, content to dwell 
In a poor home, a lowly Child, 
With meek obedience noting well 
Each bidding of Thy Mother mild ; 
Lead every child that bears Thy Name 
To walk in Thy pure upright way, 
To shun the paths of sin and shame, 
And humbly, like Thyself, obey. 
Let not this world's unhallowed glow 
The fresh baptismal dew efface, 

Nor blast of sin too roughly blow, 
And quench the trembling flame of grace. 
Gather Thy lambs within Thine arm, 
And gently in Thy bosom bear, 
Protect them still" from hurt and harm, 
And bid them rest for ever there. 
So shall they, waiting here below, 
Like Thee, their Loud, a little span, 
In wisdom and in stature grow, 
And favour both with God and man. 

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done it 

FOUNTAIN of good, to own Thy love 
Our thankful hearts incline ; 
What can we render. Loud, to Thee, 

When all the worlds are Thine ? 
But Thou hast needy brethren here, 

Partakers of Thy grace. 
Whose names Thou wilt Thyself confess 
Before the Father's face. 

of the least of these My brethren, ye have 
unto Me.' 1 

And in their accents of distress 
Thy pleading voice is heard, 
In them thou inayst be elothed, and fed 
And visited, and cheered. 

Thy face with reverence and with love 
We in Thy poor would see ; 

O may we minister to them, 
And in them, Lokd, to Thee. Amen. 

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Bear ye one another's burthens, and so fulfil the law of Chribt.' 

PRAISE our God to-day, 
His constant mercy bless, 
Whose love hath helped us on onr way, 
And granted us success. 

His Arm the strength imparts 
Our daily toil to bear: 
His grace alone inspires our hearts 
Each other's load to share. 

O happiest work below, 
Earnest of joy above, 


To sweeten many a cup of woe 
By deeds of holy love ! 

Lobd, may it be our cnoice 
This blessed rule to keep, 
14 Rejoice with them that do rejoice, 
And weep with them that weep." 

God of the widow, hear ! 
Our work of mercy bless ; 
God of the fatherless, be near, 
And grant us good success. Amin, 
See also Hymn 1S8. 

Hymn 233. 3(n times of Croubie. 

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" Thou that hearest the prayer 

WHEN in the hour of utmost need 
"We know not where to look for aid, 
"When days and nights of anxious thought 
Nor help nor counsel yet have brought; 
Then this our comfort is alone, 
That we may meet before Thy throne, 
And cry, O faithful God, to Thee 
For rescue from our misery : 

To Thee may raise our hearts and eyes, 
Repenting sore, with bitter sighs, 
And seek Thy pardon for our sin, 
And respite from our griefs within. 

For Thou hast promised graciously 
To hear all those who cry to Thee, 

Through Him Whose Name alone is great, 
Our Saviour and our Advocate. 
And thus we come, O God, to-day, 
And all our woes before Thee lay, 
For tried, afflicted, lo ! we stand, 
Perils and foes on every hand. 

Ah, hide not for our sins Thy face, 
Absolve us through Thy boundless grace, 
Be with us in our anguish still, 
Free us at last from every ill. 

That so with all our hearts may we 
Once more with joy give thanks to Thee, 
And walk obedient to Thy word, 
And now and ever praise the Lobd. Amen. 

Hymn 234. 

" God is our hope and strength, 

GOD of our life, to Thee we call, 
Afflicted at Thy feet we fall ; 
"When the great water floods prevail, 
Leave not our trembling hearts to fail. 

Friend of the friendless and the faint, 
Where shall we pour our sad complaint? 
Where but with Thee, Whose open door 
Invites the helpless and the poor 1 

a very present help in trouble." 
Did ever sinner plead with Thee, 
And Thou reject his lowly plea? 
Does not Thy word still pledged remain, 
That none shall seek Thy face in vain ? 
Then hear, O Lord, our humble cry, 
And bend on us Thy pitying eye : 
To Thee their prayer Thy people make, 
Hear us, for our Redeemers sake. Amen, 

Hymn 235. 3fH tlttteS Of CtOtlWe* 


" The Lord shall give His 
GOD of love, O King of peace. 
Make wars throughout the world to 
The wrath of sinful man restrain, 
Give peace, O God, give peace again. 

Remember, Lord, Thy works of old, 
The wonders that our fathers lold, 
Remember not our sin's dark stain, 
Give peace, O God, give peace again. 

Hymn 236 

the blessing of peace.' 

Whom shall we trust but Thee, O Lord? 
Where rest but on Thy faithful word ? 
None ever called on Thee in vain, 
Give peace, O God, give peace again. 

Where saints and angels dwell above, 
All hearts are knit in holy love ; 
O bind us in that heavenly chain, 
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1 Thou shalt not be afraid . . . for the pestilence that walketh in darkness ; nor for 

the sickness that destroyeth in the noon-day." 

IN grief and fear, to Thee, O Loud, 
We now for succour fly, 
Thine awful judgments are abroad, 
O shield us lest we die. 

The fell disease on every side 
Walks forth with tainted breath ; 

^.nd Pestilence, with rapid stride, 
Bestrews the land with death. 

O look with pity on the scene 

Of sadness and of dread, 
And let Thine angel stand between 

The living and the dead. 

With contrite hearts to Thee, pur King. 

We turn who oft have strayed ; 
Accept the sacrifice we bring, 

And let the plague be stayed. Amen. 

In time of Famine, Hymn 227 may be used, as well as Hymm 233 and 234. 


Hymn 237. 



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praise the Lord, laud ye the Name of the Loed ; praise it, ye servants of 
the Loed." 

REJOICE to-day with one accord, 
i Sing out with exultation ; 
Eejoice and praise our mighty Lord, 
Whose Arm hath brought salvation ; 
His works of love proclaim 
The ereatness of His Name ; 
For He is God alone 
Who hath His mercy shown ; 
Let all His saints adore Him ! 

When in distress to Him we cried, 

He heard our sad complaining; 
Oh, trust in Him, whate'er betide, 
His love is all-sustaining; 

Triumphant songs of praise 
To Him our hearts shall raise : 
Now every voice shall say, 
" O praise our God alway ; " 
Let all His saints adore Him 1 

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Sing out with exultation ; 
Rejoice and praise our mighty Lord, 
Whose Arm hath brought salvation; 
His works of love proclaim 
The greatness of His Name ; 
For He is God alone 
Who hath His mercy shiwn ; 
Let all His saiats adore Him ! Amen. 


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"VTOW thank we all our God, 
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Who wondrous things hath done, 
In Whom His world rejoices ; 
Who from our mother's arms 
Hath blessed us on our way 
With countless gifts of love, 

And still is ours to-day. 

Oh may this bounteous God 

Through all our life be near us, 

With ever joyful hearts 
And blessed peace to cheer us; 
And keep us in His grace, 

And guide us when perplexed, 
And free us from all ills 

In this world and the next 
All praise and thanks to God, 
The F atii Bit, now be given, 

The Son, and Him Who reigns 
With Them in highest heaven, 
The One eternal God, 

Whom earth and heaven adore, 
For thus it was, is now, 
And shall be evermore. Amen, 


Hymn 239. BtfO &Z&t'$ Dag. 



So teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom." 

FOR Thy mercy and Thy grace 
Constant through another year, 
Hear our song of thankfulness; 
Jesu, our Redeemer, hear. 
In our weakness and distress, 
Rock of Strength, be Thou our Stay, 
In the pathless wilderness 
Be our true and living Way. 
Who of us death's awful road 
In the comiag year shall tread, 

Hymn 240. 

With Thy rod and staff, O God, 

Comfort Thou his dying bed. 

Make us faithful, make us pure, 

Keep us evermore Thine own, 

Help Thy servants to endure, 

Fit us for the promised crown. 

So within Thy palace gate 

We shall praise, on golden strings, 

Thee the only Potentate, 

Lord of lords, aud King of kings. Amen. 




And now, Lord, what is my hope ; truly my hope is even in Thee." 

THE year is gone, beyond recall, 
With all its hopes and fears. 
With all its bright and gladdening smiles, 

With all its mourner's tears ; 
Thy thankful people praise Thee, Lord, 

For countless gifts received, 
And pray for grace to keep the Faith 

Which saints of old believed. 
To Thee we come, O gracious Lord, 

The new-born year to bless ; 
Defend our land from pestilence, 

Give peace and plenteousness ; 
Forgive this nation's many sins, 

The growth of vice restrain, 

And help us all with sin to strive, 

And crowns of life to gain. 
From evil deeds that stain the past 

We now desire to flee ; 
And pray that future years may all 

Be spent, good Lord, for Thee. 
O Fatiikr, let Thy watchful Eye 

Still look on us in love, 
That we may praise Thee, year by year, 

As angels do above. 
All glory to the Fathkr be, 

All glory to the Son, 
All glory, Holy Ghost, to Thee, 

While endless ages run. Amen. 

Laging tfce jFotmtiation %tom of a Cfwrcfc 

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" The glory of Lebanon shall come unto 
box together, to beautify 

OLORD of Hosts, Whose glory fills 
The bounds of the eternal hills, 
And yet vouchsafes, in Christian lands, 
To dwell in temples made with hands; 
Grant that ail we, who here to-day 
Rejoicing this foundation lay, 
May be in very deed Thine own, 
Built on the precious Corner-stone. 
Endue the creatures with Thy grace, 
That shall adorn Thy dwelling-place ; 
The beauty of the oak and pine, 
The gold and silver, make them Thine. 

Thee, the fir tree, the pine tree, and the 

the place of My sanctuary." 

To Thee they all pertain ; to Thee 
The treasures of the earth and sea ; 
And when we bring them to Thy throne, 
We but present Thee with Thine own. 
The heads that guide endue with skill, 
The hands that work preserve from ill, 
That we, who these foundations lay, 
May raise the topstone in its day. 
But now and ever, Lord, protect 
The temple of Thine own elect ; 
Be Thou in them, and they in Thee, 
O ever-blessed Trinity I Amen. 

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Hymn 242— (First Tune.) 

" This is none other but the House of 

OWORD of Gon above 
Who fillest all in all, 
Hallow this house with Thy sure love, 

And bless our festival. 

Here from the Font is poured 

Grace on each guilty child ; 
The blest anointing of the Lord 

Brightens the once defiled. 

Here Ciiiust to faithful hearts 

His Body gives for food ; 
The Lamb of God Himself imparts 

The Chalice of His Blood. 

Here guilty souls that pine 

May health and pardon win ; 

God, and this is the gate of heaven." 
The Judge acquits, and grace divine 

Restores the dead in sin. 

Yea, God enthroned on high 

Here also dwells to bless ; 
Here trains adoring souls that sigh 

His mansions to possess. 

Against this holy home 

Rude tempests harmless beat, 
And Satan's angels fiercely come 

But to endure defeat. 

All might, all praise be Thine, 

Father, co-equal Sojj, 
And Spirit, Bond of love divine, 

While endless ages run. Amen. 

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Hymn 242.— (Second Tune.) 



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I saw the holy city, New Jerusalem, coining down from God, out of heaven, 
prepared as a bride adorned for her husband." 

BLESSED city, heavenly Salem, 
Vision dear of peace and love, 
Who of living stones art builded 

In the height of heaven above, 
And, with angel hosts encircled, 

As a bride to earth dost move ; 
From celestial realms descending, 

Bridal glory round thee shed, 
Meet for Him Whose love espoused thee, 

To thy Loud shalt thou be led ; 
All thy streets and all thy bulwarks 

Of pure gold are fashioned. 
Bright thy gates of pearl are shining, 

They are open evermore ; 
And by virtue of His merits 

Thither faithful souls do soar, 
Who for Christ's dear Name in thii world 

Pain and tribulation bore. 
Many a blow and biting sculpture 

Polished well those stones elect, 
In their places now compacted 

By the heavenly Architect, 
Who therewith hath willed for ever 

That His Palace should be decked. 
Praise and honour to the Fathee, 

Praise and honour to the Son, 
Praise and honour to the Spikit, 

Ever Three, and ever One, 
One in might and One in glory, 

While eternal ages run. Amen. 

For the other verses see next page. The tune to Hymn 52 may also be used. 


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Hymn 243 & 244— (Second Tune.) 

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CHRIST is made the sure Foundation, 
Christ the Head and Corner-stone, 
Chosen of the Lobd, and precious, 

Binding all the Church in one, 
Holy Sion's help for ever, 

And her confidence alone. 
All that dedicated City, 

Dearly loved of God on high, 
In exultant jubilation 

Pours perpetual melody ; 
Gon the One in Three adoring 

In glad hymns eternally. 

To this Temple, -where we call Thee, 
Come, O Lord of Hosts, to-day ; 

With Thy wonted loving-kindness, 
Hear Thy servants, as they pray; 

And thy fullest benediction 
Shed within its walls alway. 

Here vouchsafe to all Thy servants 
What they ask of Thee to gain, 

What they gain from Thee for ever 
With the Blessed to retain, 

And hereafter in Thy glory 
Evermore with Thee to reign. 

Praise and honour to the Fatheb, 
Praise and honour to the Son, 

Praise and honour to the Spirit, 
Ever Three, and ever One, 

One in might, and One in glory, 
While eternal ages run. Amen. 

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cedars of Libanus." 

yea, the Lord breaketh the 

THE Shepherd now was smitten ; 
The wolf was ravening near, 
The scattered flock he threatened, 

But knew not Whose they were. 
In zealous fury seeking 

To bind and crucify, 
A sudden voice withheld him, 

A loud and startling cry : 
"Saul! Saul! why blindly daring 

To persecute thy Loud? 
'Tis Jesus Whom thou hatest, 

Rebel not at My word.'' 
Then forth in prayer he etretcheth 

Those hands prepared to slay ; 
" "What wouldst Thou with Thy servant ? 

My Lord and Savioue, say." 

Cfbist's foe becomes His soldier, 

The wolf destroys no more, 
A sheep within the sheepfold 

He enters by the door. 
O voice of God Almighty, 

What wonders hath it wrought! 
It rends the lofty cedars, 

It bends the haughty thought. 
Jest:, our Shepherd, cease not 

Thy flock from harm to free, 
And when Thy sheep are wandering 

O lead them back to Thee. 
To Father, Son, and Spirit, 

All glory, praise, and might, 
Who called us out of darkness 

To His own glorious light. Amen. 


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Xj Saul, what madness drives thee on? 
Innocents in fury crushing. 
Children of the sinless One : 

O, how shortly 
Shall He make His vengeance known 

Saul! Saul! why persecutest thoa Me?" • 

Breathing slaughter, chains preparing, 

O, how fierce his anger burned ; 

Trembling now, and lost his daring. 

Meek obedience he has learned ; 

The destroyer 
Now into a lamb is turned. 

See the Lord, from heaven descending, 
Smites him, blinds him, lays him low ; 

See the persecutor bending 
Humbly, meekly to the blow : 

See him rising, 
Friend to Christ, no longer foe. 

Christ. Thy power is man's salvation, 
Hardest hearts Thou mak'st Thine own, 

He who wrought such desolation. 

That Thy Name might be o'erthrown, 

Now converted, [known. 

Through the world that Name makes 

Praise the Father, Cod of heaven, 
Him Who reigns supreme on high; 

Praise the Sox for sinners given 
Both to suffer and to die; 

Praise the Spirit. 
Guiding us most lovingly. Amen. 


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The Lord, Whom ye seek, shall suddenly come to His temple." 

OSION, open wide thy gates, 
Let figures disappear, 
A Priest and Victim, both in one, 

The Truth Himself, is here. 
No more the simple flock shall bleed ; 

Behold, the Father's Sox 
Himself to His own altar comes, 

For sinners to atone. 
Conscious of hidden Deity, 

The lowly Virgin brings 
Her new-born Babe, with two young doves, 

Her tender offerings. 

The hoary Simeon sees at last 

His Lord so long desired, 
And hails, with Anna, Israel's Hope, 

"With sudden rapture fired. 
But silent knelt the Mother blest 

Of the yet silent Word, 
And, pondering all things in her heart, 

With speechless praise adored. 
All glory to the Father be, 

All glory to the Son, 
All glory, Holy Ghost, to Thee, 

While endless ages run. Amen. 

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Behold, a Virgin shall be with child, and shall bring forth a Son, and they shall 
call His Name Emmanuel, which being interpreted is, God with us." 

PRAISE we the Lord this day, 
This day so long foretold, 
Whose promise shone with cheering ray 
On waiting saints of old. 
The Prophet gave the sign 
For faithful men to read ; 
A Virgin, born of David's line, 
Shall bear the promised Seed. 
Ask not how this should be, 
But worship and adore : 
like her, whom heaven's majesty 
Came down to shadow o'er. 

Meekly she bowed her head 

To hear the gracious word, 
Mary, the pure and lowly maid, 

The favoured of the Lord. 

Blessed shall be her name 

In all the Church on earth, 
Through whom that wondrous mercy came, 

The Incarnate Saviour's birth. 

Jksu, the Virgin's Son, 

We praise Thee and adore, 
Who art with God the Father On« 

And Spirit evermore. Amen. 

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Hymn 249. 

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Hail, thou that art highly favoured, the Lord is with thee : blessed art thou 
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THE GOD Whom earth, and sea, and sky 
Adore, and laud, and magnify, [swell, 
Whose might they own. Whose praise they 
In Mary's womb vouchsafe to dwell. 
The Lord, Whom sun and moon obey, 
Whom all things serve from day to day, 
Was by the Holy Ghost conceived 
Of her who through His grace believed. 
How blest that Mother, in whose shrine 
The world's Creator, Lord divine. 

Whose hand contains the earth and sky, 
Once deigned, as in His ark to lie; 
Blest in the message Gabriel brought, 
Blest by the work the Spirit wrought; 
From whom the great Desire of earth 
Took human flesh and human birth. 
O Lord, the Virgin-born, to Thee 
Eternal praise and glory be ; 
Whom with the Father we adore 
And Holy Ghost for evermore. Amen. 

This Hymn may also be used on the Purification, <&c. 

Hymn 250. JSatitritg of %t 3iof)n TBaptwt 

'• Behold I will send My messenger, 

THE great forerunner of the morn, 
The herald of the Word, is born; 
And faithful hearts shall never fail 
With thanks and praise His light to hail 
With heavenly message Gabriel came, 
That John should be that herald's name. 
And with prophetic utterance told 
His actions great and manifold. 
John, still unborn, yet gav« aright 
His witness to the coming Light ; 
And Christ, the Sun of all the earth, 
Fulfilled that witness at His Birth. 
Of woman-born shall never be 
A greater prophet than was he, 

and he shall prepare the way before Me." 
"Whose mighty deeds exalt His fame 
To greater than a prophet's name. 
Bat why should mortal accents raise 
The hymn of John the Baptist's praise 
Of whom, or ere his course was run, 
Thus spake the Father to the Sox : 
" Behold My herald, who shall go 
Before Thy Face Thy way to show, 
And shine, as wiih the day-star's gleam, 
Before Thine own eternal beam." 
All praise to God the Father be, 
All praise, Eternal Sox, to Thee, 
Whom with the Spirit we adore 
For ever and for evermore. Amen. 

J13atitritg of %u 3lotm ^Baptist 

Hymn 251. 




Repent ye, for the kingdom of heaven is at hand.' 

LO! from the desert homes, 
Where he hath hid so long, 
The new Elias comes, 

In sternest wisdom strong ; 
The voice that cries 
Of Christ from high, 
And judgment nigh 
From opening skies. 
Your God e'en now doth stand 

At heaven's opening door, 
His fan is in His hand, 
And He will purge His floor; 
The wheat He claims 
And with Him stows, 
The chaff He throws 
To quenchless flames. 
Ye haughty mountains, how 
Your sky-aspiring heads: 
Ye valleys, hiding low, 

Lift up your gentle meads ; 

Make His way plain 
Your King before, 
For evermore 
He comes to reign. 
May thy dread voice around, 

Thou harbinger of Light, 
On our dull ears still sound, 
Lest here we sleep in night, 
Till judgment come, 
And on our path 
Shall burst the wrath, 
And deathless doom. 
O God, with love's sweet might, 

Who dost anoint and arm 
Thy soldiers for the fight 
With grace that shields from barn, 
Thrice Blessed Three, 
Heaven's endless days 
Shall sing Thy praise 
Eternally. Amen. 

©t e@tcfmei ano all angels. 

Hymn 252. 

M There was war in heaven ; Michael and his angels fought against the dragon ; and 
the dragon fought and his angels." 
/CHRIST, in highest heaven enthroned, 

\J Equal of the Father's might, 
By pure spirits, trembling, owned, 

God of Gon, and Light of Light, 
Thee 'mid Angel hosts we sing, 
Thee their Maker and their King ! 
All who circling round adore Thee, 

All who bow before Thy Throne, 
Burn with flaming zeal before Thee, 

Thy behests to carry down ; 
To and fro, 'twixt earth and heaven, 
Speed they each on errands given. 
First of all those legions glorious 

Michael waves his sword of flame, 
Who of old in war victorious 

Did the Dragon's fierceness tame ; 

Who with might invincible 
Thrust the rebel down to hell. 

They to aid the sick and dying 
Called from heaven do swiftly fly, 

Grace divine and strength supplying 
In their mortal agony ; 

Souls released from bondage here 

They to Paradise do bear. 

To the Father praise be given 
By the unfallen angel-host, 

Who in His great war have striven 
With the legions of the lost ; 

Equal praise in highest heaven 

To the Son and Holt Ghost. Amen. 

Hymn 253. 

" O praise the Lord all ye His hosts 

PRAISE to God Who reigns above, 
Binding earth and heaven in love ; 
All the armies of the sky 
Worship His dread sovereignty. 
Seraphim His praises sing, 
Cherubim on fourfold wiug, 
Thrones, Dominions, Princes, Powers, 
Ranks of Might that never cowers. 
Angel hosts His word fulfil, 
Ruling nature by His will ; 
Round His throne Archangels poor 
Songs of praise for evermore. 
Yet on man they joy to wait, 
All that bright celestial state, 

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ye servants of His that do His pleasure." 

For true Man their Lord they see, 
Christ, the Incarnate Deity. 
On the Throne our Lord Who died 
Sits in manhood glorified, 
Where His people faint below 
Angels count it joy to go. 
O the depths of joy divine 
Thrilling through those orders nine, 
When the lost are found again, 
"When the banished come to reign. 
Now in faith, in hope, in love, 
We will join the choirs above, 
Praising, with the heavenly Innt, 
Fathei:, Sox, and Holy Ghost. Amer^ 

&t sgMcfmel anD all angels. 

Hymn 254. 

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Are they not all ministering spirits, sent forth to minister for them who Bhall be 
heirs of salvation ?" 

THEY come, God's Messengers of love, 
They come from realms of peace above. 
From homes of never-fading light, 
From blissful mansions ever bright 
They come to watch around us here, 
To soothe our sorrow, calm our fear: 
Ye heavenly guides, speed not away, 
God willeth you with us to stay. 
But chiefly at its journey's end 
'Tis yours the spirit to befriend, 
And whisper to the willing heart, 
" O Christian soul, in peace depart." 

Blest Jesu, Thou Whose groans and tear! 
Have sanctified frail nature's fears, 
To earth in bitter sorrow weighed 
Thou didst not scorn Thine Angel's aid. 
An Angel guard to us supply, 
When on the bed of death we lie ; 
And by Thine own Almighty power 
O shield us in the last dread hour. 
To God the Fathee, God the Son, 
And God the Spirit, Three in One, 
From all above and all below 
Let joyful praiseunceasing flow. Amen. 

ail faints' Dap. 

Hymn 255. 

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" What are these which are arrayed in 

WHO are these like stars appearing, 
These, before God's Throne who 6tand ? 
Each a golden crown is wearing. 
Who are all this glorious baud ? 
Alleluia ! hark they sing, 
Praising loud their heavenly King. 

Who are these in dazzling brightness, 
Clothed in God's own righteousness, 
These, whose robes of purest whiteness 
Shail their lustre still possess, 

Still untouched by time's rude hand, 
Whence comes all this glorious band ? 

white robes? and whence came they ?" 

These are they who have contended 
For their Saviour's honour long, 
Wrestling on till life was ended, 
Following not the sinful throng ; 
These, who well the fight sustained, 
Triumph by the Lamb have gained. 
These are they whose hearts were riven, 

Sore with woe and anguish tried, 
Who in prayer full oft have striven 
With the God they glorified ; 
Now, their painful conflict o'er, 
God has bid them weep no more. 

These, the Almighty contemplating 

Did as priests before Him stand, 
Soul and body always waiting 
Day and night at His command : 
Now in God's most holy place 
Blest they stand before His Face. 


Hymn 256. 


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And the city had no need of the sun, neither of the moon, to shine, in it ; for the glory 
of God did lighten it, and the Lamb is the Light thereof." 

HEAVENLY Jerusalem, 
Of everlasting halls, 
Thrice blessed are the people 

Thou storest in thy walls. 
Thou art the golden mansion. 
Where saints for ever sing ; 
The seat of God's own chosen, 

The palace of the King. 
There God for ever sitteth, 
Himself of all the Crown ; 
The Lamb, the Light that shineth, 
And never goeth down. 

See also Hymns 

Naught to this seat approacheth 

Their sweet peace to molest ; 
They sing their God for ever, 

Nor day nor night they rest. 
Sure Hope doth thither lead us; 

Our longings thither tend ; 
May short-lived toil ne'er daunt ui 

For joys that cannot end. 
To Christ the Sun that lightens, 

His Church above, below ; 
To Father and to SriRiT 

All things created bow. Amen. 
262 and 263. 


Hymn 257. 


•And the wall of the city had twelve foundations, and in them the names of the 
twelve Apostles of the Lamb." 

THE eternal gifts of ChFwTST the King, 
The Apostles' glory, let us sing; 
And all, with hearts of gladness, raise 
Due hymns of thankful love and praise. 

For they the Churches' princes are, 
Triumphant leaders in the war, 
In heavenly courts a warrior band, * 
True lights to lighten every land. 

Theirs is the steadfast faith of saints, 
And hope that never yields nor faints, 
And love of Cheist in perfect glow, " 
That lays the prince of this world low. 

In them the Father's glory shone, 
In them the will of God the Son, 
In them exults the Holt Giiost, 
Through them rejoice the heavenly host, 

To Thee, Redeemer, now we cry, 
That Thou wonldst join to them on high 
Thy servants, who this grace implore, 
For ever and for evermore. Amen. 

This Hymn may also be sung to the Tune of Hymn 194. 

Hymn 258.— (First Tune.) 






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Their sound vent into all the earth, and their words unto the ends of the world.' 

DISPOSER Supreme, 
And Judge of the earth, 
Who choosest for Thine 

The weak and the poor ; 
To frail earthen vessels 

And things of no worth 
Entrusting Thy riches 
Which aye shall endure ; 

Those vessels soon fail, 

Though full of Thy light, 
And at Thy decree 

Are broken and gone ; 
Thence brightly appeareth 

Thy truth in its might, 
As through the clouds riven 

The lightnings have shone. 

Like clouds they are borne 

To do Thy great will, 
And swift as the winds 

About the world go ; 
The Wokd with His wisdom 

Their spirits doth fill. 
They thunder, they lighten, 

The waters o'er flow. 

Their sound goeth forth, 

" Christ Jesus the Lobd; 1 ' 
Then Satan doth fear, 

His citadels fall : 
As when the dread trumpets 

Went forth at Thy word, 
And one long blast shattered 

The Canaanite'swall. 

O loud be their trump, 

And stirring their sound, 
To rouse us, O Lord, 

From slumber of sin ; 
The lights Thou hast kindled 

In darkness around, 
Oh, may they illumine 

Our spirits within. 

All honour and praise, 

Dominion and might, 
To God, Thbee in One 

Eternally be, 
Who round us hath Bhed 

Ilia own marvellous light, 
And called us from darkness 

His glory to see. Amen. 


Hymn 259. 



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"Ye also shall sit upon twelve thrones, judging the twelve tribes of Israel. 

CAPTAINS of the saintly band, 
Lights who lighten every land, 
Princas who with Jesus dwell, 
Judges of His Israel ; 
On the nations sunk in night 
Ye have shed the Gospel light ; 
Sin and error flee away, 
Truth is shining on our way. 
Not by warriors spear and sword, 
Not by art of human word, 
Preaching but the Cross of shame 
*Eebel hearts for Christ ye tame. 

Earth, that long in sin and pain 

Groaned in Satan's deadly chain, 

Now to serve its God is free 

In the law of liberty. 

Distant lands with one acclaim 

Tell the honour of your name, 

Who, wherever man has trod, 

Teach the mysteries of God. 

Glory to the Three in One, 

While eternal ages run, 

Who from deepest shades of night 

Called us to His glorious light. Amen. 


Behold upon the mountains the feet of Him that bringetb good tidings, that 
publishcth peace." 

BEHOLD the messengers of Christ, 
Who sow in every place 
The unveiled mysteries of God, 

The Gospel of His grace. 
The things, through mists and shadows dim, 

By holy prophets seen, 
In the full light of day they saw, 

With not a cloud between. 
What Christ, True Man, divinely wrought, 
What God in Manhood bore, 

They wrote as God inspired in words 

That live for evermore. 
Although in space and time apart, 

One Spiuit ruled them all; 
And in their sacred pages still 

We hear that Spirit's call. 
To God, the blessed Three in One, 

Be glory, praise, and might, 
Who called us from the shades of death 

To His own glorious light. Amen. 

Hymn 261. 


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" And a River went out of Eden to water the garden ; and from thence it was parted, and became 
into four heads." 
easures Christ the Fountain, these the waters 

Drink, O Sinn's sons and daughters, 

Drink and tind salvation here. 
O, that we Thy truth confessing, 
And Thy holy word possessing, 

Jesu, may Thy love adore ; 
Unto Thee our voices raising, 
Thee with all Thy ransomed praising, 
Ever and for evermore. 

COME pure hearts, 
Sing of those who spread the treasures 
In the holy Gospels shrined ; 
Blessed tidings of salvation, 
Peace on earth their proclamation, 
Love from God to lost mankind. 
See the Rivers four that gladden 
With their streams the better Eden 
Planted by our Lobd most dear ; 

Hymn 262. 

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■"These are they which came out of great tribulalion and have washed their robes and made them 
white in the Blood of the Lamb.'' 

God is their Sun, whose cheering beams 

TTOW bright those glorious spirits shine, 
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How came they to the blissful seats 

Of everlasting day t 
Lo, these are they from sufferings great 

Who came to realms of light ; 
And in the Blood of Christ have washed 

Those robes which shine so bright. 
Now with triumphal palms they stand 

Before the Throne on high, 
And serve the God they love amidst 

The glories of the sky. 
Hunger .ind thirst are felt no mora, 

Mor sun with scorching rsy ; 

Diffuse eternal day. 
The Lamb, Who reigns upon the thron* 

Shall o'er them still preside. 
Feed them with nourishment divine, 

And all their footsteps guide. 
'.Mid pastures green He'll lead His floek, 

Where living streams appear ; 
And God the Lord from every eye 

Shall wipe off every tear. 
To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 

The God Whom we adore, 
Be glory, as it was, is now. 

And shall be evermore. Amen. 


6©artgt0, etc. 

Hymn 263. 


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Fight the good fight of faith." 

THE Son of God goes forth to war, 
A kingly crown to gain, 
His blood-red banner streams afar ; 

Who follows in His train ? 
Who best can drink his cup of woe, 

Triumphant over pain, 
Who patient bears his cross below, 
He follows in His train. 

The martyr first, whose eagle eye, 

Could pierce beyond the grave, 
Who saw his Master in the sky, 

And called on Him to save. 
Like Him, with pardon on his tongue, 

In midst of mortal pain. 
He prayd for them that did the wrong : 

Who follows in His train ? 

A glorious band, the chosen few 

On whom the Spibit came, 
Twelve valiant saints, their hope they knew, 

And mocked the cross and flame. 
They met the tyrant's brandished steel, 

The lion's gory mane, 
They bowed their necks, the death to feel; 

W ho follows in their train ? 

A noble army, men and boys, 

The matron and the maid, 
Around the Saviour's throne rejoice, 

In robes of light arrayed. 
They climbed the steep ascent of heavtn, 

Tnrough peril, toil, and pain ; 
O Got>, to us may grace be given 

To follow in their train. Amen. 

Hymn 264. 

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" Blessed is the man that endureth temptation, for when he is tried he shall receive 
the crown of life." 

For Thee he poured his life away, 
"With Thee he lives in endless day. 

OGOD, Thy soldiers' great Reward, 
Their Portion, Crown, and faithful 
From all transgressions set us free [Lord 
Who sing Thy martyr's victory. 
By wisdom taught he learned to know 
The vanity of all below, » 

The fleeting joys of earth disdained, 
And everlasting glory gained. 
Right manfully his cross he bore, 
And ran his race of torments sore ; 

We therefore pray Thee, Lord of Love, 
Regard us from Thy throne above ; 
On this Thy martyr's triumph-day, 
Wash every stain of 6in away. 
All praise to God the Father be, 
All praise Eternal S<»-, to Thee, 
Whom with the Spibit we adore 
For ever and for evermore. Amen. 

Hymn 265. 

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I will give thee a crown of life." 
He fought as one who fain would die, 

And, dying, conquer death. 

Alone he stood unmoved 

Amid his cruel foes, 
O wondrous was the might that then 

Above his torturers rose ! 

Lord, give us grace to bear 

Like him our cross of shame, 
To do and suffer what Thou wilt, 

For love of Thy dear Name. 

Jesu", the King of saints, 

We praise Thee and adore, 
Who art with God the Father One, 

And Spirit evermore. Amen. 

" Be thou faithful unto death, and 

FOR man the Saviour shed 
His all-atoning Blood, 
And oh, shall ransomed man refuse 

To suffer for his God ? 

Ashamed who now can be 

To own the Crucified ? 
Nay, rather be our glory this, 

To die for Him Who died. 

8o felt Thy martyr, Lord ; 

By Thv right hand sustained, 
He waged for Thee the battles strife, 

And threatened death disdained. 

Upon the golden crown, 

Gazing with eager breath, 

Hymn 266. SgattgtS, ttC. 

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" If a man desire the office of a Bi 

OTHOU Whose all-redeeming might 
Crowns every Chief in faith's true fight. 
On this commemoration day- 
Hear us, good Jesu, while we pray. 
In faithful strife for Thy dear Name 
Thy servant earned the saintly fame, 
"Which pious hearts with praise revere 
Iu constant memory year by year. 
Earth's fleeting joys be counted nought, 
For higher, truer, joys he sought, 

shop, he desireth a good work." 

And now with angels round Thy Throne, 

Unfading treasures are his own. 

O grant that we, most gracious God, 

May follow in the steps he trod ; 

And, ireed from every stain of sin, 

As he hath won may also win. 

To Thee, O Christ, our loving King, 

All glory, praise, and thanks we bring; 

"Whom with the Father we adore, 

And Holy Ghost, for evermore. Amen. 

Hymn 267. 



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which is in heaven." 

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"OT by the martyr's death alone I 

1^1 The saint his crown in heaven has won, I 
There is a triumph robe on high 
For bloodless fielis of victory. 
"What though he was not called to feel 
The cross or flame, or torturing wheel, 
Yet daily to the world he died, 
His flesh, through grace, he crucified. 
What though nor chains, nor scourges sore, 
Nor cruel beasts his members tore, 

Enough if perfect love arise 

To CiiuiSTa grateful sacrifice. 

Lord, grant us so to Thee to turn 

That we to die through life may learn, 

And thus, when life's brief day is o'er, 

Rejoice with Thee for evermore. 

O Fount of sanctity and love, 

O perfect Rest of saints above, 

All praise, all glory be to Thee, 

Both now and through eternity. Amen. 

Q@artpt0, etc* 

Hymn 268.— (First Tune.) 

Thy Name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love Thee." 

JE5U", the virgins' Crown, do Thou 
Accept us as in prayer we bow, 
Born of that Virgin whom alone 
The Mother and the Maid we own. 
Amongst the lilies Thou dost feed, 
And thither choirs of virgins lead ; 
Adorning all Thy chosen brides 
"With glorious gifts Thy love provides. 
And whither, Lord, Thy footsteps wend, 
The virgins still with praise attend ; 

(Second Tune.) 

For Thee they pour their sweetest song, 
And after Thee rejoicing throng. 
O gracious Lord, we Thee implore 
Thy grace on every sense to pour; 
From all pollution keep us free, 
And make us pure in heart for Thee. 
All praise to God the Father be, 
All praise, Eternal Son, to Thee, 
"Whom with the Spirit we adore, 
For ever and for evermore. Amen. 

Hymn 269. S©attgr0, Ztt. 

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Who can find a virtuous woman ? for her price is above rubies : 
husband doth safely trust in her." 

the heart of her 

HOW blest the matron, who, endued 
With holy zeal and fortitude, 
Has won through grace a saintly fame, 
And owns a dear and honoured name. 
Such holy love inflamed her breast 
She would not seek on earth her rest, 
But, strong in faith and patience, trod 
The narrow way that leads to God. 
She learned, through fasting, to control 
The flesh that weigheth down the soul, 

And then by prayer's sweet food sustained 
To seek the joys she now has gained. 
O Christ, from Whom all virtue springs, 
Who only doest wondrous things, 
To Thee, the King of Saints, we pray, 
Accept and bless Thy flock to-day. 
All praise to God the Father be, 
All praise, Eternal Son to Thee, 
Whom with the Spirit we adore, 
For ever and for evermore. Amen. 

Hymn 270. 

" I, John, who also am your brother and companion in tribulation, and in the kingdom 
and patience of Jesus Christ, was in the isle which is called Patruos, for the 
Word of God and for the testimony of Jesus Christ." 

AN exile for the Faith 
Of his Incarnate Lord, 
Beyond the stars, beyond all space, 
His soul in vision soared : 
There saw in glory Him 
Who liveth, and was dead, 
There Judah's Lion and the Lamb 
That for our ransom bled : 
There of the Kingdom learnt 
The mysteries sublime ; 

How, sown in martyrs' blood, the Faith 

Should spread from clime to clime. 

Lord, give us grace, like him, 

In Thee to live and die 
To spurn the fleeting things of earth, 

And seek for joys on high. 

Jesc, our risen Lord, 

We praise Thee and adore, 
Who art with God the Father One 

And Spirit evermore. Amen. 

Hymn 271. 

8@artgrs, etc. 

" Mary Magdalene, out of 

SON of the Highest, deign to cast 
On us a pitying eye, 
Thou who repentant Magdalene 

Didst call to joys on high. 
The long-lost coin is stored at length 

In treasure-house divine, 
The precious gem from filth is cleansed, 

And doth the stars outshine. 
Jesu, the balm of every wound, 

The sinner's only stay, 

whom He had cast seven devils." 

Grant us, like Magdalene, to weep 

In this Thy mercy's day. 
Absolve us by Thy gracious Word, 

Fulfil us with Thy love, 
And guide us through the storms of life 

To perfect rest above. 
All praise, all glory be to Thee, 

One everlasting Loed, 
Whose mercy doth our souls forgive, 

Whose bounty doth reward. Amen. 

Hymn 272 


" Of whom the world was not worthy. 

r! servants of our glorious King, 
To Him your thankful praises bring; 
And tell the deeds that grace has done, 
The triumphs by His martyrs won. 
Since they were faithful to the last, 
Their holy struggles now are past; 
The bitterness of death is o"er. 
And theirs is bliss for evermore. 
The flame did scorch, the knife lay bare, 
And cruel beasts their members tear ; 
No powers of earth, no powers of hell 
The souls that loved their Loar> could quelL 

For ever broken is the chain 
That sought to bind them, but in vain ; 
O let us strive like them to win 
Our freedom from the bonds of 6in. 
O Saviour! may our portion be 
With those who gave themselves to Thee, 
Through all eternitv to sing 
All praise to Thee, the Martyrs' King. 
All praise to God tho Father be, 
All praise, Eternal Son-, to Thee, 
Whom with the Spirit we adore, 
For ever and for evermore. Amen. 

Hymn 273. 

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FOR Thy dear saint, O Lokd, 
Who strove in Thee to live, 
Who followed Thee, obeyed, adored, 
Our grateful hymn receive. 

For Thy dear saint, O Lobd, 
Who strove in Thee to die, 
And found in Thee a full reward, 
Accept our thankful cry. 

Thine earthly members fit 
To join Thy saints above, 
In one communion ever knit, 
One fellowship of love. 

Jesxt, Thy Name we bless, 
And humbly pray that we 
May follow them in holiness, 
Who lived and died for Thee. 

All might, all praise, be Thine, 
Father, co-equal Son, 
And Spibit, Bond of love divine, 
While endless ages run. ' 











Organist and Dieectob of the Choir at King's College, Londojt. 
"Young men and maidens, old men and children, praise the Name of the Lord' 

E. & J. B. YOUNG- &> CO., 





Sunday .... 


St. Stephen's Dat . 


Epiphany .... 


Lent .... 


On the Passion 






Genebal Use 




*oly Communion 



851, 352 




Embee Days .... 855 

Missions .... .... 856,857 

"Bueial op a Child .... 85S 

Habvest .... 859, 360 

Foe the Young 861—369 

Almsgiving .... 870 — 372 

Hospitals 873 

Times of Cattle Plague 874 

New Yeabs Eye 375 

Annunciation, etc., of B. V. 

Maey 876 

Mabtyes, etc. .... 877—333 

Peocessionai. .... 3*4—85* 




The tunes marked. (♦) were composed for this Appendix, or are now printed for tht 
first time. Some of those taken from German sources are also, it is believed, now 
printed for the first time in England. 

First Line. 


Name of Tune. 


<• A few more years shall roll .... 




All creation groans and travails .... 


* Supplication .... 


- All hail the power of Jesu's Name. . . . 

CM .... 

( St. James . . . . \ 

j Miles' Lane J 

♦St. Edward 


" Alleluia, Alleluia 

8 7, 8 7, 8 7, 8 7 


i Alleluia, sing to Jesus .... .... 

8 7, 8 7, 8 7, 8 7 

♦Alleluia .... .... 


" Almighty God, Whose only Son 




And now the wants are told 

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Art thou weary, art thou languid 


j *Christus Consolator 
j *Stephanos 

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As pants the hart for cooling streams 




At even ere the sun was set 




"Be Thou my Guardian and my Guide 




Behold us, Lord, before Thee met 

8 8, 8 8, 8 8 .... 

Angels' Song 


Blessed feasts of blessed martyrs .... 

8 7, 8 7, S 7, 8 7.... 

Alia Trinita beata 


Bright the vision that delighted 

8 7, 8 7 

Redhead, No. 46 .... 


Brightly gleams our banner 

6 5,65,65,65 



Christ is our corner-stone .... 

666 6,4444.... 

Harewood. ... 


Christian, dost thou see them 

6 5,65,65, 65.... 

*St. Andrew of Crete 


Christian, seek not yet repose 

7, 7, 7, 3 



Come let us join our cheerful songs 


St. Fulbert 


Come, sing with holy gladness 

7 6, 7 6, 7 6, 7 6 

Ellacombe .... .... 


Come, ye faithful, raise the anthem 

8 7,87,87 

Unser Herrscher 


Come, ye faithful, raise the strain. . . . 

7 6, 7 6, 7 6, 7 6 

St. John Damascene 


Crown Him with many crowns 

D.8.M. .... 



Days and moments quickly flying 

Irregular .... 

St. Sylvester 


Draw nigh and take the Body of the J 
Lord f 

10, 10 

♦Lammas .... 


■"Fierce raged the tempest o'er the deep 


St- Aelred 


Glad sight! the holy Church .... 


♦St. Aldate 


*-God the Father, Whose creation 

8 7, 8 7, 8 7 



Gracious Saviour, gentle Shepherd 

8 7, 8 7. 8 7 



Gracious Spirit, Holy Ghost .... 

7, 7, 7, 5 



Guide me, O Thou Great Redeemer 

8 7, 8 7, 4 7 .... 

♦ Pilgrimage 


Hail, gladdening Light .... 


*IInil, gladdening Light 


Hark! hark, my soul 

11 10, 11 10, 9 11 

j * Pilgrims | 

1 ♦Vox Angelica j 


Hark ! the sound of holy voices .... 

8 7, 8 7, 8 7, 8 7 



Heavenly Father, send Thy blessing 

8 7, 8 7, 8 7, 8 7 

*Iona .... ... 


Holy Ghost, Illuminator (part 2) .... 

8 7, 8 7, 8 7, 8 7 

♦Illuminator .... 



First Line. 


Name of Tune. 


**" I heard the voice of Jesus say .... 


*Vox dilecti 


I need Thee, precious Jesu .... 7 6, 7 6, 7 6, 7 6 

*Magdalena .... 


- In days of old on Sinai 

7 6, 7 6, 7 6, 7 6 



- In token that thou shalt not fear 


Tallis' Ordinal 


' Jerusalem on high 

666 6, 4444.... 

Christen urch 


Jesu, for the beacon-light 

7s, 7s 

St. Edmund .... 


ljesus is God, the solid earth .... 
'jesus, Lord of life and glory .... 


Old 137 


87,87,47 , .. 

St. Raphael 


Lead, kindly Light 

10 4, 10 4, 10, 10 

Lux Benigna 


Let our choir new anthems raise 

7 6, 7 6, 7 6, 7 6 

j *St. Joseph of the ) 
j Studium j 


Light's abode, Celestial Salem 

8 7, 8 7, 8 7 

j Urbs beata ) 

\ Regent Square f 


Lo, round the throne, a glorious band 


(Jhantry .... .... 


Lo ! the angels' Food is given 


*Ecce Panis 


Lord of glory, Who hast bought us 

8 7,87,87,87 



Lord of our life, and God of our j 
salvation ) 

11,11,11,5 .... 



—My God, accept my heart this day 


St. Peter's 


Now the day is over 

6 5, 6 5 



Now the thirty years accomplished ( 
(part2) \ 

87,87,87 .... 

j Pange Lingua } 

}St.Denys .... f 


day of rest and gladness 

7 6, 7 6, 7 6, 7 6 



O Father, Who didst all things make 


St. Gall 


O Food that weary pilgrims love 

8 8 6, 8 8 6 

*Esca Viatorum 


O happy band of pilgrims 

7 6, 7 6 



O Jesu Christ, if aught there be 




O Jesu, Thou art standing 

7 6, 7 6, 7 6, 7 6 

St. Catherine 


O Lamb of God, Whose love divine 


*St, Patrick 


O Light, Whose beams illumine all 

8 8, 8 8, 8 8 .... 



O Lord of heaven, and earth, and sea 

8, 8, 8, 4 



O Paradise, Paradise 

8 6,8 6,66 6 6.... 

( *Paradise (H. Smart) 
j *Paradise(Dr.Dykes) 


O praise our great and gracious Lord 


Old 132 


quickly come, dread Judge of all 

8 8, S 8, 8 8 

*Veni cito 


Saving Victim, opening wide(part 2) 


j O Salutaris | 

| St. Vincent j 


Shepherd of the sheep 


Michael Frank .... 


O Thou Who makest souls to shine l m 

St. Lawrence .... 


O what the joy and the glory must be 10, 10, 10, 10 ... 

O quanta qualia 


Once in royal David's city 

8 7, 8 7, 7 7 .... 



Once, only once, and once for all 


*Albano .... • 


Onward, Christian soldiers 

6 5, 6 5, 6 5, 6 5 

St. Alban 


Out of the deep I call 




- Pleasant are Thy courts above 




4-Praise to the Holiest in the height 


*Gerontius .... 


Rpjoice, the Lord is King 




Rejoice, ye pure in heart 


Peterborough .... 


Saviour again, to Thy dear Name 

10,10.10,10 .... 



Saviour, Blessed Saviour 

6 5, 6 5, 6 5, 6 5 



Saviour, sprinkle many nations 

8 7,87,87,87.... 



See the Conqueror mounts in triumph 

87,8 7,8 7,87 .... 

♦Rexglorise .. . 


Shall we not love thee, Mother dear 


St, Agnea 




Shepherd Divine, our wants relieve 
Sing Alleluia forth in duteous praise 

Sing, my tongue, the glorious battle 

Sing praise to God Who reigns above 
Soldiers, who are Christ's below .... 
Songs of thankfulness and praise .... 
Stars of the morning 

Tender Shepherd, Thou hast stilled 
The Church's one foundation .... 
The Day of Resurrection 

The day is past and over .... 

The Head that once was crowned j 
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The heavenly Word proceeding forth 

The King of love my Shepherd is 

The radiant morn hath passed away 
The world is very evil 

"There is a green hill far away 

Thine arm, O Lord, in days of old 
Thine for ever, God of love .... 
This is the day of light 

- Thou Judge of quick and dead 

Thy Cross, O Lord, the holy sign .... 
Thy kingdom come, O God .... 

We are but little children weak .... 
We give Thee but Thine own .... 

We know Thee Who Thou art 

We plough the fields and scatter . . . . 
Weary of earth, and laden with my sin 
What various hindrances we meet 
When at Thy footstool, Lord, I bend 

When morning gilds the skies 

When wounded sore the stricken heart 



10, 10, r 

8 7, 8 7, 8 7 

8 7, 8 7, 8 87 


7s, 7s .... 

10, 10, 10, 10 

7 8, 7 8, 7 7 
7 0,76,76,76 

7 6, 7 6, 8 8 




76,76,76,76 ... 









76,76, 76, 76, 66," 84 
10,10,10,10 .... 



6 6 6,666 


Name of Tune. 

St. Etheldreda 

j The Endless Alleluia 

| *Alleluia perenne 

j Pange Lingua .. 

"j St. Denys 


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St.Anat'us(A.H. Brown 
j St. Magnus, or Not 

j tingham ... 
j O Salutaris 

j St Vincent 
♦Dominus regit me 
♦St. Gabriel 
Pearsall . . . 
♦Horsley .... 
St. Matthew 
Swabia .... 
Southwell .... 

S to well 

St. Cecilia 

♦ Alstone .... 
St. Michael 
St. Isidore.... 
Wir pflugen 



St. Sepulchre 
♦Laudes Domini 
St. Bernard 


Yesterday with exultation 8 8 7, 8 8 7 *Heri mundus exultavit 283 


First Line. 


Name of Tune. 


According to Thy gracious Word 




Angels, from the realms of Glory 

8 7, 8 7, 4 7 .... 



Brightest and best of the sons 


Zoar .... 


Come, O come 1 in pious lays 

7s, 7s 



Hark ! the song of Jubilee 

7s, 7s 

Magi .... 


In the hour of trial .... 

6 5, 6 5. 6 5, 6 5 

Bohemia .... 


Jesu, Thou Joy of loving hearts 




Just as I am, — without one plea .... 

S, 8. 8, 6 



Lord of mercy and of might 

7, 7, 7, 5 

Cisternian Litany 


My God 1 how endless is Thy Love 


j ♦Grendon . . . . | 
/ Wareham .... \ 


O God of Bethel ! by Whose Hand 


S. David 


Stand up, anc* bless the Lord 


* Appleby New .... 


The Lord my pasture shall prepare 

8 8, 8 8, 8 8 

Carey's .... .... 


There is a Land of pure delight .... 


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Hymn 274. 


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" The Lokd shall be thine everlasting Light" 

THE radiant morn hath passed away, 
And spent too soon her golden store ; 
The shadows of departing day 
Creep on once more. 

Our life is but a fading dawn, 
Its glorious noon how quickly past ; 
Lead us, O Christ, when all is gone, 
Safe home at last. 

Oh, by Thy soul-inspiring grace 
Uplift our hearts to realms on high ; 
Help us to look to that bright place 
Beyond the sky ; 

Where light, and love, and joy, and peaot 
In undivided empire reign. 
And thronging angels never cease 
Their deathless strain ; 

"Where saints are clothed in spotless white, 
And evening shadows never fall, 
Where Thou, Eternal Light of Light, 
Art Lord of all. Amen. 


Hymn 275.— ( FlRST Tune.) 



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»« It is Thou, Loed, only that makest me dwell in safety.' 

THE day is past and over ; 
All thanks, O Lord, to Thee ; 
I pray Thee now that sinless 
The hours of dark may he : 
O Jesu, keep me in Thy sight, 
And guard me through the coming night. 

The joys of day are over ; 
I lift my heart to Thee, 
And ask Thee that offenceless 
The hours of dark may be: 
O Jesu, keep me in Thy sight, 
And guard me through the coming night 

The toils of day are over; 

I raise the hymn to Thee, 
And ask that free from peril 
The hours of dark may he : 
O Jesu, keep me in Thy sight, 
And guard me through the coming nigkt 

Lighten mine eyes, O Saviour, 

Or sleep in death shall I, 
And he, my wakeful tempter, 
Triumphantly shall cry 
" Against him I have now prevailed : 
Rejoice ! the child of Gon has failed." 

Be Thou my sours preserver, 
For Thou alone dost know 
How many are the perils 
Through which I have to go : 
O loving Jksu. hear my call, 
And guard and save me from them all. AmWt 


Hymn 275.— {Second Tune.) 

l It is Thou, Loed, only that makest me dwell in safety.' 

THE day is past and over ; 
All thanks, O Lord, to Thee ; 
I pray Thee now that sinless 
The hours of dark may be : 
O Jesu, keep me in Thy sight, 
And guard me through the coming night. 

The joys of day are over ; 
I lift my heart to Thee, 
And ask Thee that offenceless 
The hours of dark may be: 
O Jesu, keep me in Thy sight, 
And guard me through the coming night. 

The toils of day are over; 

I raise the hymn to Thee, 
And ask that free from peril 
The hours of dark may be : 
O Jesu. keep me in Thy sight, 
And guard me through the coming nigfct. 

Lighten mine eyes, O Saviour, 

Or sleep in death shall I, 
And he, my wakeful tempter, 
Triumphantly shall cry 
" Against him I have now prevailed ; 
Rejoice ! the child of God has failed." 

Be Thou my soul's preserver, 
For Thou alone dost know 
How many are the perils 
Through which I haye to go : 
O loving Jksu. hear my call, 
And guard and save me from them all. Amea. 

Hymn 276. 



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" And at even, when the sun did set, they 
and all that were possessed with devils, 
at the door." 

AT even ere the sun was set, 
The sick. O Lobd, around Thee lay ; 
Oh, in what divers pains they met ! 
Oh, with what joy they went away I 
Once more 'tis eventide, and we 
Oppressed with various ills draw near : 
What if Thy form we cannot see ? 
We know and feel that Thou art here. 
O Saviour Christ, our woes dispel ; 
For some are sick, and some are sad, 
And some have never loved Thee well, 
And some have lost the love they had ; 
And some have found the world is vain, 
Yet from the world they break not free ; 

brought unto Him all that were diseased, 
And all the city was gathered together 

And some have friends who give them pain, 
Yet have not sought a friend in Thee ; 
And none, O Lord, have perfect rest, 
For none are wholly free from sin ; 
And they, who fain would serve Thee best, 
Are conscious most of wrong within. 
O Saviour Christ, Thou too art Man ; 
Thou hast been troubled, tempted, tried; 
Thy kind but searching glance can scan 
The very wounds that shame would hide ; 
The touch has still its ancient power ; 
N o word from Thee can fruitless fall ; 
Hear in this solemn evening hour, 
And in Thy mercy heal us all. Amen. 

Hymn 277. 

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God, even our own God, 

FATHER, Who didst all things make 
That heaven and earth might do Thy will, 
Bless us this night for Jksu'b sake. 
And for Thy work preserve us still. 

Sox. Who did'st redeem mankind, 
And set the captive sinner free, 
ICeep us this night with peaceful mind, 
That we may safe abide in Thee. 

give us His blessing.' 

O Holy Ghost, Who by Thy power 
The Church elect dost sanctify, 
Seal us this night, and hour by hour 
Our hearts and members purify. 

To Father, Son, and Holt Ghost, 
The God Whom heaven and earth adore, 
From men and from the angel-host 
Be praise and glory evermore. Amen. 

Hymn 278 

Slow, but with npirit 


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Hymn 279. — At End of Service. 













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"The Lord shall give His people the blessing of peace" 

SAVIOUR, again to Thy dear Name we raise 
With one accord our parting hymn of praise ; 
We stand to bless Thee ere our worship cease, 
Then, lowly kneeling, wait Thy word cf peace. 

Grant us Thy peace upon our homeward way ; 
With Thee began, with Thee shall end the day ; 
Guard Thou the lips from sin, the hearts from sham*, 
That in this house have called upon Thy Name. 

Grant us Thy peace, Lord, through the coming nigkt. 
Turn Thou for us its darkness into light ; 
From harm and danger keep Thy children free, 
Tor dark and light are both alike to Thee. 

Grant us Thy peace throughout our earthly life, 
Our balm in sorrow, and our stay in strife ; 
Then, when Thy voice shall bid our conflict cease, 
Call us, O Lord, to Thine eternal peace. Amen. 




Hymn 280,— At End of Service. 


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"O God, Thou 

AND now the wants are told, that brought 
Thy children to Thy knee ; 
Here lingering still, we ask for naught, 

But simply worship Thee. 
The hope of heaven's eternal day 

Absorbs not all the heart 
That gives Thee glory, love, and praise, 

For being what Thou art 
For Thou art God, the One, the Same, 

O'er all things high and bright; 
And round us, when we speak Thy Name, 

There spreads a heaven of light. 
O wondrous peace, in thought to dwell 

On excellence divine ; 

art my God." 
To know that naught in man can tell 

How fair Thy beauties shine. 
O Thou, above all blessing blest, 

O'er thanks exalted far, 
Thy very greatness is a rest 

To weaklings as we are ; 
For when we feel the praise of Thee 

A task beyond our powers, 
We say, " A perfect God is He, 

And He is fully ours." 
All glory to the Fatheb be, 

All glory to the Sox, 
All glory, Holt Ghost, to Thee, 

While endless ages run. Amen. 

Hymn 281. 




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" I was in the Spirit 

THIS is the day of light : 
Let there be light to-day ; 
O Day-spring, rise upon our night, 

And chase its gloom away. 

This is the day of rest : 

Our failing strength renew ! 
On weary brain and troubled breast 

Shed Thou Thy freshening dew. 

This is the day of peace: 

Thy peace our spirits fill ; 

on the Lord's day." 
Bid Thou the blasts of discord cease, 

The waves of strife he still. 

This is the day of prayer : 

Let earth to heaven draw near; 
Lift up our hearts to seek Thee there; 

Come down to meet us here. 

This is the first of days: 

Send forth Thy quickening breath, 
And wake dead souls to love and praise, 

O Vanquisher of death 1 Amen. 
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Hymn 282 



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*' Upon the first day of the week, when the disciples came together." 

ODAY of rest and gladness, 
day of joy and light, 
O balm of care and sadness, 

Most beautiful, most bright ; 
On thee the high and lowly 
Before th' eternal Throne 
Sing Holy, Holy, Holy, 
To the great These in One. 

On thee, at the creation, 

The light first had its birth ; 
On thee for our salvation 

Chbist rose from depths of earth ; 
On thee our Loso victorious 

The Spiuit sent from heaven; 
And thus on thee most glorious 

A triple light was given. 

Thou art a cooling fountain 
In life's dry dreary sand ; 

From thee, like Pisgah's mountain, 
We view our promised land ; 

A day of sweet refection, 

A day of holy love, 
A day of resurrection 

From earth to things above. 

To-day on weary nations 

The heavenly Manna falls, 
To holy convocations 

The silver trumpet calls, 
Where Gospel-light is glowing 

With pure and radiant beams, 
And living water flowing 

With soul-refreshing streams. 

New graces ever gaining 

From this our day of rest, 
We reach the Rest remaining 

To spirits of the blest ; 
To Holy Ghost be praises, 

To Father, and to Son ; 
The Church her voice upraises 

To Thee, blest Three in One. Ame» 

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Hymn 283. 

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He, being full ot the Holt Ghost, looked up steadfastly into heaven, and saw 
the glory of God and Jesus standing on the right hand of God." 

YESTERDAY, with exultation, 
Joined the world in celebration 
Of her promised Saviours birth ; 
Yesterday the angel-nation 
Poured the strains of jubilation 
O'er the Monarch born on earth; 

But to-day o'er death victorious, 
By his faith and actions glorious, 

By his miracles renowned, 
See the Deacon triumph gaining, 
'Midst the faithless faith sustaining, 

First of holy martyrs found. 

Onward, champion, falter never, 
Sure of sure reward for ever, 

Holy Stephen, persevere ; 
Perjured witnesses confounding, 
Satan's synagogue astounding 

By thy doctrine true and clear. 

Thine own Witness is in heaven, 
True and Faithful, to thee given, 

Witness of thy blamelessness : 
By Thy name a Crown implying, 
Meet it is thou shouldst be dying 

For the Crown of righteousnws. 

For the Crown that fadeth never 
Bear Ae torturer's brief endeavour 

Victory waits to end the strife: 
Death shall be thy life's beginning, 
And life' s losing be the winning 

Of the true and better life. 

Filled with God's most Holy Spirit 
See the heaven thou shalt inherit, 

Stephen, gaze into the skies : 
There God's glory steadfast viewing, 
Thence thy victor-strength renewing, 

Pant for thy eternal prize. 

See, as Jewish foes invade thee, 
See how Jesus stands to aid thee, 

Stands at God's right hand on high: 
Tell how opened heaven is shown thee, 
Tell how Jebus waits to own thee, 

Tell it with thy latest cry. 

As the dying Martyr kneeleth, 
For his murderers he appealeth, 

For their madness grieving sore ; 
Then in Christ he sleepeth sweetly, 
And with Christ he reigneth meetly, 

Martyr first-fruits, evermore. Amen. 


Hymn 284, 

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' The Son of God was manifested." 


ONGS of thankfulness and praise, 
Jesu, Lord, to Thee we raise, 
Manifested by the star 
To the sages from afar ; 
Branch of Royal David's stem 
In Thy Birth at Bethlehem ; 
Anthems be to Thee addrest, 
God in Man made manifest 

Manifest at Jordan's stream, 
Prophet, Priest, and King supreme ; 
And at Cana wedding-guest 
In Thy Godhead manifest ; 
Manifest in power Divine, 
Changing water into wine ; 
Anthems be to Thee addrest, 
God in Man made manifest. 

Manifest in making whole 
Palsied limbs and fainting soul : 
Manifest in valiant fight, 
Quelling all the devil's might ; 

Manifest in gracious will, 
Ever bringing good from ill ; 
Anthems be to Thee addrest, 
God in Man made manifest. 

Sun and moon shall darkened be, 
Stars shall fall, the heaven shall flee t 
Christ will then like lightning shinr. 
All will see His glorious Sign ; 
All will then the trumpet hear, 
All will see the Judge appear ; 
Thou by all wilt be confest, 
God in Man made made manifest. 

Grant us grace to see Thee, Lobd, 
Mirrored in Thy holy Word. ; 
May we imitate Thee now, 
And be pure, as pure art Thou ; 
That we like to Thee may be, 
At Thy great Epiphany; 
And may praise Thee, ever blest, 
God in Man made manifest. Amen* 


Hymn 285. 


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CHRISTIAN, dost thou see them 
On the holy ground, 
How the troops of Midian 

Prowl and prowl around ? 
Christian, up and smite them* 

Counting gain but loss ; 
Smite them by the merit 
Of the holy Cross. 

Christian, dost Thou feel them, 

How they work within, 
Striving, tempting, luring, 

Goading into sin ? 
Christian, never tremble ; 

Never be down-cast ; 
Smite them by the virtue 

Of the Lenten fast. 

Christian, dost thou hear them, 

How they 6peak thee fair ? 
" Always fast and vigil ? 

Always watch and prayer f* 
Christian, answer boldly, 

" While I breathe I pray: " 
Peace shall follow battle, 

Night shall end in day. 

" Well I know thy trouble, 

My servant true ; 
Thou art very weary, 

1 was weary too ; . 

But that toil shall make thee 

Some day all Mine own, 
And the end of sorrow 

Shall be near My Throne." Amen, 



Hymn 286. 


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In Whom we have redemption through His Blood, the forgiveness of i 

WEARY of earth and laden with my sin, 
I look at heaven and long to enter in, 
But there no evil thing may find a home : 
And yet I hear a voice that bids me " Come." 

So vile I am, how dare I hope to stand 

In the pure glory of that holy land ? 

Before the whiteness of that Throne appear f 

Yet there are Hands stretched out to draw me near. 

The while I fain would tread the heavenly way, 
Evil is ever with me day by day ; 
Yet on mine ears the gracious tidings fall, 
"Repent, confess, thou shalt be loosed from aU." 

It is the voice of Jesus that I hear, 

His are the Hands stretched out to draw me near, 

And His the Blood that can for all atone, 

And set me faultless there before the Throne. 

'Twas He Who found me on the deathly wild, 
And made me heir of heaven, the Fatueb's child. 
And day by day, whereby my soul may live, 
Gives me His grace of pardon, and will give. 

O great Absolver, grant my soul may wear 
The lowliest garb of penitence and prayer, 
That in the Father's courts my glorious dress 
May be the garment of Thy righteousness. 

Yea, Thou wilt answer for me, Righteous Lord: 
Thine all the merits, mine the great reward ; 
Thine the sharp thorns, and mine the golden crown. 
Mine the life won, and Thine the life laid down. 

Naught can I bring, dear Lord, for all I owe, 
Yet let my full heart what it can bestow ; 
Like Mary's gift let my devotion prove, 
Forgiven greatly, how I greatly love. Amen. 

Hymn 287. 


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When he thought thereon, he -wept.' 

OJESU CHRIST, if aught there be 
That, more than all beside, 
In ever-painful memory 

Must in my heart abide, 
It is that deep ingratitude 

Which I to Thee have shown, 
Who didst for me in tears and Blood 

Upon the Cross atone. 
Alas, how with my actions all 

Has this defect entwined ; 
How has it poisoned with its gall 

My spirit, heart, and mind 1 

Alas, through this, how many a gem 

I've rudely cast away, 
That might have formed my diadem 

In everlasting day ! 
Yet though the time be past and gone, 

Though little more remains, 
Though naught is all that can be done 

E'en with my utmost pains ; 
Still will I strive, O Saviour mine, 

To do what in me lies ; 
For never did Thy glance divine 

A contrite heart despise. Amen. 

Hymn 288. 

OUT of the deep I call 
To Thee, Lord, to Thee ; 
Before Thy throne of grace I fall, 
Be merciful to me. 
Out of the deep I cry, 
The woful deep of sin, 
Of evil done in days gone by, 
Of evil now within. 

" Out of the deep have I called unto Thee, O Loed." 

Out of the deep of fear, . 

-And dread of coming shame, 
From morning watch till night is nea» 

I plead the Precious Name. 

Lord, there is mercy now, 

As ever was. with Thee ; 
Before Thy throne of grace I bow, 

Be merciful to me. Amen. 


IDpmns on tbe Passion. 

Hymn 289.— (First Tune.) 

'The Cross of our Lord Jesus Christ. 

Part I. 

SING, my tongue, the glorious battle, 
Sing the last, the dread affray ; 
O'er the Cross, the Victor's trophy, 

Sound the glad triumphal lay, 

How, the pains of death enduring, 

Earth's Redeemer won the day. 

He, our Maker, deeply grieving 
That the first-made Adam fell, 

When he ate the fruit forbidden 
Whose reward was death and hell, 

Marked e'en then this tree the ruin 
Of the first tree to dispel. 

Thus the work for our salvation 

He ordained to be done ; 
To the traitor's art opposing 

Art yet deeper than his own ; 
Thence the remedy procuring 

Whence the fatal wound begun. 

Therefore, when at length the fulness 
Of th' appointed time was come, 

He was sent, the world's Creator, 
From the Fathkr's heavenly home, 

And was found in human fashion, 
Offspring of the Virgin's womb. 

Lo, He lies an Infant weeping, 
Where the narrow manger stands, 

While the Mother-Maid His members 
Wraps in mean and lowly bands, 

And the swaddling clothes is winding 
Round His helpless Feet and Hands. 

Part II. 

NOW the thirty years accomplished 
Which on earth He willed to see, 
Born for this, He meets His Passion, 

Gives Himself an offering free ; 
On the Cross the Lamb is lifted, 

There the Sacrifice to be. 
There the nails and spear He suffers, 

Vinegar, and gall, and reed ; 
From His sacred Body pierced 

Blood and Water both proceed ; 
Precious flood, which all creation 

From the stain of sin hath freed. 
Faithful Cross, above all other 

One and only noble Tree, 
None in foliage, none in blossom, 

None in fruit thy peer may be ; 
Sweetest wood, and sweetest iron ; 

Sweetest weight is hung on thee. 
Bend, O lofty Tree, thy branches, 

Thy too rigid sinews bend ; 
And awhile the stubborn hardness, 

Which thy birth bestowed, suspend ; 
And the Limbs of heaven's high Monarch 

Gently on thine arms extend. 
Thou alone wast counted worthy 

This world's ransom to sustain, 
That a shipwrecked race for ever 

Might a port of refuge gain, 
With the sacred Blood anointed 

Of the Lamb for sinners slain. 
Praise and honour to the Father, 

Praise and honour to the Son, 
Praise and honour to the Spirit, 

Ever Thrkk and ever One, 
One in might, and one in glory. 

While eternal ages run. Amea. 

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SING, my tongue, the glorious battle. 
Sing the last, the dread affray ; 
O'er the Cross, the Victor's trophy, 

Sound the glad triumphal lay, 

How, the pains of death enduring, 

Earth's Redeemee won the day. 

"The Cross of our Lord Jesus Christ. " 

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OW the thirty years accomplished 
Which on earth He willed to see, 
Born for this, He meets His Passion, 

Gives Himself an offering free ; 
On the Cross the Lamb is lifted, 
There the Sacrifice to be. 

He, our Maker, deeply grieving 
That the first-made Adam fell, 

When he ate the fruit forbidden 
Whose reward was death and hell, 

Marked e'en then this tree the ruin 
Of the first tree to dispel. 

Thus the work for our salvation 

He ordained to be done ; 
To the traitor's art opposing 

Art yet deeper than his own ; 
Thence the remedy procuring 

Whence the fatal wound begun. 

Therefore, when at length the fulness 
Of th' appointed time was come, 

He was sent, the world's Creator, 
From the Father's heavenly home, 

And was found in human fashion, 
Offspring of the Virgin's womb. 

Lo, He lies an Infant weeping, 
Where the narrow manger stands, 

While the Mother-Maid His members 
Wraps in mean and lowly bands, 

^.nd the swaddling clothes is winding 
Eound His helpless Feet and Hands. 


There the nails and spear He suffers, 

Vinegar, and gall, and reed ; 
From His sacred Body pierced 

Blood and Water both proceed ; 
Precious flood, which all crention 

From the stain of sin hath freed. 
Faithful Cross, above all other 

One and only noble Tree, 
None in foliage, none in blossom, 

None in fruit thy peer may be ; 
Sweetest wood, and sweetest iron ; 

Sweetest weight is hung on thee. 
Bend, O lofty Tree, thy branches, 

Thy too rigid sinews bend ; 
And awhile the stubborn hardness, 

Which thy birth bestowed, suspend ; 
And the Limbs of heaven's high Monarch 

Gently on thine arms extend. 
Thou alone wast counted worthy 

This world's ransom to sustain, 
That a shipwrecked race for ever 

Might a port of refuge gain, 
With the sacred Blood anointed 

Of the Lamb for sinners slain. 
Praise and honour to the Father, 

Praise and honour to the Son, 
Praise and honour to the Spirit, 

Ever Three and ever One, 
One in might, and one in glory, 

While eternal ages run. Amen. 


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Jesus met them saying, • All hail.' 

THE Day of Resurrection ! 
Earth, tell it out abroad ; 
The Passover of gladness, 

The Passover of God. 
From death to life eternal, 

From eartli unto the sky, 
Our Christ hatn brought us over, 
With hymns of victory. 

Our hearts be pure from evil, we may see aright 
The Lonn in rays eternal 

Of resurrection-light ; 
And, listening to His accents, 

May hear so calm and plain 
His own "All hail," and, hearing. 

May raise the victor strain. 

Now let the heavens be joyful, 

And earth her song begin, 
The round world keep high triumph, 

And all that is therein ; 
Let all things seen and unseen 

Their notes of gladness blend, 
For Christ the Lord is risen, 

Our Joy that hath no end. Amen. 



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CtOME, ye faithful, raise the strain 
/ Of triumphant gladness ; 
God hath brought His Israel 

Into joy from sadness : 
Loosed from Pharaoh's bitter yoke 

Jacob's sons and daughters ; 

Led them with unmoistened foot 

Through the Red Sea waters. 

Tis the spring of souls to-day : 

Christ hath burst His prison ; 
And from three d;iys' sleep in death 

As a sun hath risen : 
All the winter of our sins, 

Long and dark, is flying 
From His Light, to Whom we give 

Laud and praise undying. 

Now the Queen of seasons, bright 

With the Day of splendour, 
With the royal Feast of feasts, 

Comes its joy to render, 
Comes to glad Jerusalem, 

Who with true affection 
Welcomes in unwearied strains 

Jfsu's Resurrection. 

Alleluia now we cry 

To our King Immortal, 
Who triumphant burst the bare 

Of the tomb's dark portal ; 
Alleluia, with the Son 

God the Fatiikr praising; 
Alleluia yet again 

To the Spirit raising. Amen. 



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* LLELUIA! Alleluia! 
i\_ Hearts to heaven and voices raise ; 
Sing to Gon a hymn of gladness, 

Sing to God a hymn of praise; 
He, Who on the Cross a Victim 

For the world's salvation bled, 
Jesus Christ, the King of Glory, 

Now is risen from the dead. 

Christ is risen, Chetst the first-fruits 

Of the holy harvest field, 
Which will all its full abundance 

At His second coming yield ; 
Then the golden ears of harvest 

Will their heads before Him wave, 
Ripened by His glorious sunshine 

From the furrows of the grave. 

Christ is risen, we are risen ; 

Shed upon us heavenly grace, 
Rain, and dew, and gleams of glory 

From the brightness of Thy face ; 
That we, with our hearts in heaven, 

Here on earth may fruitful be, 
And by angel-hands be gathered, 

And be ever, Lord, with Thee. 

Alleluia, Alleluia, 

Glory be to God on high ; 
Alleluia to the Saviour, 

Who has gained the victory: 
Alleluia to the Spirit, 

Fount of love and sanctity; 
Alleluia, Alleluia. 

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Now our heavenly Aaron enters, 
With His Blood, within the veil; 

SEE the Conqueror mounts in triumph, 
See the King in royal state 
Riding on the clouds His chariot 

To His heavenly palace gate ; 
Hark, the choirs of angel voices 

Joyful Alleluias sing, 
And the portals high are lifted 
To receive their heavenly King. 

Who is this that comes in glory, 

With the trump of jubilee? 
Lobd of battles, God of armies, 

He has gained the victory ; 
He Who on the Cross did suffer, 

He Who from ^he grave arose, 
He has vanquished sin and Satan, 

He by death has spoiled His foes. 

While He lifts His hands in blessing, 

He is parted from His friends ; 
While their eager eyes behold Him, 

He upon the clouds ascends ; 
He Who walked with God, and pleased Him, 

Preaching truth and doom to come, 
He, our Enoch, is translated 

To His everlasting h«me. 

Joshua now is come to Canaan, 

And the kings before Him quail; 
Now He plants the tribes of Israel 

In their promised resting-place ; 
Now our great Elijah offers 

Double portion of His grace. 
He ha?; raised our human nature 

In the clouds to God's right hand ; 
There we sit in heavenly places, 

There with Him in glory stand : 
Jesus reigns, adored by angels ; 

Man with God is on the throne ; 
Mighty Lokp, in Thine Ascension 

We by faith behold our own. 
The foUoxiny Doxoloyy may be sung at the end oj 
either part. 
Glory be to God the Father; 

Glory be to God the Son, 
Dying, risen, ascending for us, 

Who the heavenly realm has won; 
Glory to the Holt Spieit; 

To One Gon in Persons Three, 
Glory in both earth and heaven, 

Glory, endless glory be. Amen. 


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for men." 

HOLY Ghost, Illuminator, 
Shed Thy beams upon our eyes, 
Help us to look up with Stephen, 

And to see, beyond the skies, 
Where the Son of Man in glory 

Standing is at God 1 s right hand, 
Beckoning on His martyr army, 
Succouring His faithful band ; 

See Him, Who is gone before us 

Heavenly mansions to prepare, 
See Him, Who is ever pleading 

For us with prevailing prayer, 
See Him Who with sound of trumpet 

And with His angelic train, 
Summoning the world to judgment, 

On the clouds will come again. 

Raise us up from earth to heaven, 
Give us wings of faith and love, 

Gales of holy aspirations 
Wafting us to realms above ; 

That, with hearts and minds uplifted, 
We with Ciikist our Lord may dwell, 

Where He sits enthroned in glory 
In His heavenly Citadel. 

So at last, when He appeareth, 

We from out our graves may spring, 
With our youth renewed like eagles, 

Flocking round our Heavenly King, 
Caught up on the clouds of heaven, 

And may meet Him in the air, 
Rise to realms where He is reigning, 

And may reign for ever there. 

Glory be to God the Fathkb ; 

Glory be to God the Son, 
Dying, risen, ascending for us, 

Who the heavenly realm has wen. 
Glory to the Holy Spirit ; 

To One God in Persons Three 
Glory both in earth and heaven, 

Glory, endless glory be. 

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Hymn 294. 

"O that men would therefore praise the Loed for His goodness." 

SING praise to God Who reigns above, 
The God of all creation, 
The God of power, the God of love, 

The God of our salvation : 
With healing balm my soul He fills, 
And every faithless murmur stills; 
To God all praise and glory. 

The angel-host, O King of Kings, 

Thy praise for ever telling, 
In earth and sky all living things 

Beneath Thy shadow dwelling, 
Adore the wisdom which could span, 
And power which formed creation's plan 

To €I-od all praise and glory. 

What God's Almighty power hath made 
His gracious mercy keepeth ; 

By morning glow or evening shade 
His watchful eye ne'er sleepeth; 

Within the kingdom of His might 

Lo ! all is just and all is right; 
To God all praise and glory. 

The Lord is never far away ; 

But, through all grief distressing, 
An ever-present help and stay, 

Our peace and joy and blessing: 
As with a mother's tender hand 
He leads His own, His chosen band ; 

To God all praise and glory. 

When every earthly hope has flown 
From sorrow's sons and daughters, 

Our Father from His heavenly throne 
Beholds the troubled waters ; 

And at His word the storm is stayed 

Which made His children's hearts afraid ; 
To God all praise and glory. 

Thus all my toilsome way along 

I sing aloud Thy praises, 
That men may hear the grateful song 

My voice unwearied raises : 
Be joyful in the Loed, my heart; 
Both soul and body bear your part ; 

To God all praise and glory. Amen. 


Hymn 295. 

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'Who led His people through the wilderness: for His mercy endureth for ever.' 

PRAISE our great and gracious Lokd, 
And call upon His Name ; 
To strains of joy tune every chord, 

His mighty acts proclaim ; 
Tell how He led His chosen race 

To Canaan's promised land ; 

Tell how His covenant of grace 

Unchanged shall ever stand. 

He gave the shadowing cloud by day, 

The moving fire by night ; 
To guide His Israel on their way, 

He made their darkness light : 
And have not we a sure retreat, 

A Saviour ever nigh, 
The same clear light to guide our feet, 

The Day-spring from on high ? 

We, too, have Manna from above, 

The Bread that came from heaven ; 
To us the same kind hand of love 

Has living waters given : 
A Rock have we, from whence the spring 

In rich abundance flows ; 
That Rock is Cueist, our Priest, our King; 

Who life and health bestows. • 

O may we prize this blessed Food, 

And trust our heavenly Guide ; 
So shall we find death's fearful flood 

Serene as Jordan's tide, 
And safely reach that happy shore, 

The land of peace and rest, 
Where angels worship and adore 

In God's own Presence blest. Amea. 

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1 Bejoice in the Loed alway, and again I say, rejoice.' 

REJOICE, the Loed is King, 
Your Lord and King adore ; 
Mortals, give thanks and sing, 
And triumph evermore : 
Lift up your heart, lift up your voice ; 
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice. 

Jesus the Saviour reigns, 

The God of truth and love : 
When He had purged our stains, 
He took His seat above : 
Lift up your heart, lift up your voice; 
Eejoice, again I say, rejoice. 

His Kingdom cannot fail ; 

He rules o'er earth and heaven : 
The keys of death and hell 
Are to our Jesus given : 
Lift up your heart, lift up your voice ; 
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice. 

He sits at God's right hand 

Till all His foes submit, 
And bow to His command 
And fall beneath His feet : 
Lift up your heart, lift up your voice; 
Rejoice, again I 6ay, rejoice. Amen. 

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If any man serve Me, let him follow Me ; and where I am, there shall also My 
servant be." 

HAPPY band of pilgrims, 
If onward ye will tread 
With Jesus as your Fellow 
To Jesus as your Head. 

O happy if ye labour 
As Jesus did for men : 

O happy if ye hunger 
As Jesus hungered then. 

The Cross that Jesus carried 
He carried as your due : 

The Crown that Jesus weareth 
He weareth it for you. 

The faith by which ye see Him, 
The hope in which ye yearn, 

The love that through all troubles 
To Him alone will turn, 

The trials that beset you, 
The sorrows ye endure, 

The manifold temptations 
That death alone can cure, 

What are they but His jewels 
Of right celestial worth ? 

What are they but the ladder 
Set up to heaven on earth ? 

O happy band of pilgrims, 

Look upward to the skies 
Where such a light affliction 

Shall win so great a prize. Ames. 

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Work your work betimes, and in His time He will give you your reward.' 

THE world is very evil, 
The times are waxing late, 
Be sober and keep vigil, 

The Judge is at the gate ; 
The Judge Who comes in mercy, 

The Judge Who comes with might, 
Who comes to end the evil, 
Who comes to crown the right. 

Arise, arise, good Christian, 

Let right to wrong succeed ; 
Let penitential sorrow 

To heavenly gladness lead, 
To light that has no evening, 

That knows nor moon nor sun, 
The light so new and golden, 

The light that is but one. 

O Home of fadeless splendour, 

Of flowers that fear no thorn, 
Where they shall dwell as children 

Who here as exiles mourn ; 
'Midst power that knows no limit, 

Where wisdom has no bound, 
The Beatific Vision 

Shall glad the Saints around. 

O happy, holy portion, 

Refection for the blest, 
True vision of true beauty, 

True cure of the distreet : 
Strive, man, to win that glory ; 

Toil, man, to gain that light; 
Bend hope before to grasp it, 

Till hope be lost in 6ight. 

O sweet and blessed country, 

The Home of Goo's elect ! 
O sweet and blessed country 

That eager hearts expect! 
Jesu, in mercy bring us 

To that dear land of rest ; 
Who art, with Gon the Fathbb, 

And Spirit, ever blest. Amen. 

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" Come unto Me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest" 

ART thou weary, art thou languid, 
Art thou sore distrest? 
" Come to me," saith One, " and coming 

Be at rest ! " 
Hath He marks to lead me to Him, 

If He be my guide? 
"In His Feet and Hands are Wound-prints, 

And His Side." 
Hath He Diadem as Monarch 

That His Brow adorns ? 
41 Yea, a Crown, in very surety, 
But of thorns. 1 ' 

If I find Him, if I follow, 

What His guerdon here ? 
" Many a sorrow, many a labour. 
Many a tear." 

If I still hold closely to Him, 

What hath He at last? 
" Sorrow vanquished, labour end©*, 
Jordan past." 

If I ask Him to receive me, 

Will He say me nay ? 
" Not till earth, and not till heaven 
Pass away." 

Finding, following, keeping, struggling, 

Is He sure to bless t 
" Angels, Martyrs, Prophets, Virgins 
Answer, Yes 1 " Amen. 

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overcame and am set down with My Father in His throne." 

THE Head that once was crowned with To them the Cross, with all its 
Is crowned with glory now ; [thorns 

A royal diadem adorns 

The mighty Victor's brow. 
The highest place that heaven affords 

Is His, is His by right, 
The King of Kings, the Lord of Lords, 

And heaven's eternal Light 
The Joy of all who dwell above, 

The joy of all below, 
To whom" He manifests His love, 

And grants His Name to know. 

Hymn 301.— (First Tune.) 

With all its grace, is given : 
Their name an everlasting name, 

Their joy the joy of heaven. 
They suffer with their Lord below, 

They reign with Him above, 
Their profit and their joy to know 

The mystery of His love. 
The Cross He bore is life and health, 

Though shame and death to Him : 
His people's hope, His people's wealth, 

Their everlasting theme. Amen, 

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" King of kings 

ALL hail the power of Jest/s Name, 
Let angels prostrate fall ; 
Bring forth the royal cliadem 

To crown Him Lord of all. 
Crown Him, ve morning stars of light, 

Who fixed this floating ball ; 
Now hail the strength of Israel's might, 

And crown Him Lord of all. 
Crown Him, ye martyrs of your God, 

Who from His altar call ; 
Of Jesse's Kt«m extol the Rod, 

And crown Him Lord of alL 
Ye seed of Israel's chosen race, 

Ye ransomed of the fall, 

and Lord of lords." 

Hail Him Who saves you by His grace. 

And crown Him Lord of all. 
Hail Him, ye heirs of David's line, 

Wliom David Lord did call, 
The God Incarnate, Man Divine, 

And crown Him Lord of all. 
Sinners, whose lovo can ne'er forget 

The wormwood and the gall, 
Go spread your trophies at His Feet, 

And crown Him Lord of all. 
Let every tribe; and every tongue 

Before Hiin prostrate fall, 
And shout in universal song 

The crowned Lord of ail. 


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ALL hail the power of Jkstj's Name ; 
Let angels prostrate fall ; 
Bring forth the royal diadem 
To crown Him Lord of all. 

Crown Him, ye morning stars of light, 
' "Who fixed this floating ball ; 
Now hail the strength of Israel's might, 
And crown Him Lord of all. 

Crown Him, ye martyrs of your God 

Who from His altar call ; 
Of Jesse's stem extol the Rod, 

And crown Him Lord of all. 

Ye seed of Israel' s chosen race, 

Ye ransomed of the fall, 
Hail Him Who saves you by His grac^ 

And crown Him Lord of alL 

Hail Him, ye heirs of David's line, 
Whom David Lord did call, 

The God Incarnate, Man Divine, 
And crown Him Lord of all. 

Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget, 
The wormwood and the gall, 

Go spread your trophies at His feet, 
And crown Him Lord of all. 

Let every tribe and every tongue 

Before Him prostrate fall, 
And shout in universal song 

The crowned Lobd of all. Amen. 


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I heard the voice of many angels saying, "Worthy is the Lamb that was slain to 
receive power, and riches, and wisdom, and strength, and honour, and glory, 
and blessing." 

COME let us join our cheerful songs 
With angels round the Throne ; 
Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, 
But all their joys are one. 

*• Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry, 

■* To be exalted thus ; " 
" Worthy the Lamb," our iips reply, 

" For He was slain for us." 

Jesus is worthy to receive 
Honour aud power divine ; 

And blessings, more than we can give, 
Be, Lobd, for ever Thine. 

Let all creation join in one 

To bless tlie sacred Name 
Of Him that sits upon the Throne, 

And to adore the Lamb. Amen. 

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BRIGHT the vision that delighted 
Once the sight of Judah's seer ; 
Sweet the countless tongues united 
To entrance the prophet's ear. 

Sound the Lord in glory seated 

Cherubim and Seraphim 
Filled His temple, and repeated 

Each to each the alternate hymn; 

M Lobd, Thy glory fills the heaven, 
Earth is with its fulness stored ; 

Unto Thee be glory given, 
Holy, Holy, Holy Lobd." 

when he,saw His glory." 

Heaven is still with glory ringing, 
Earth takes up the angels' cry, 

" Holy, Holy. Holy," singing, 
" Lobd of hosts, Lobd God most High." 

With His seraph train before -Him, 
With His holy Church below, 

Thus unite we to adore Him, 
Bid we thus our anthem flow; 

" Lord, Thy glory fills the heaven, 
Earth is with its fulness stored ; 

Unto Thee be glory given, 
Holy, Holy, Holy Lobd." Amen. 

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one of them harps, and golden vials full of odours, which are the prayers of Saints." 

COME, ye faithful, raise the anthem, 
Cleave the skies with shouts of praise 
Sing to Him Who found the ransom, 

Ancient of eternal days, 
God of Goo, the Word Incarnate, 
Whom the heaven of heaven obeys. 

Ere He raised the lofty mountains, 
Formed the seas, or built the sky, 

Love eternal, free, and boundless, 
Moved the Lord of Life to die, 

Fore-ordained the Prince of Princes 
For the throne of Calvary. 

There for us and our redemption, 
See Him all His life-blood pour ! 

There He wins our full salvation, 
Dies that we may die no more : 

Then, arising, lives for ever, 
Reigning where He was before. 

High on yon celestial mountains 

Stands His gem-built throne, all bright, 

Midst unending Alleluias 

Bursting from the sons of light; 

Sion's people tell His praises, 
Victor after hard-won fight. 

Bring your harps, and bring your odour* 
Sweep the string and pour the lay; 

Let the earth proclaim His wonders, 
King of that celestial day ; 

He the Lamk once slain is worthy, 
Who was dead and lives for aye. 

Laud and honour to the Father, 
Laud and honour to the Son, 

Laud and honour to the Spirit, 
Ever Three and ever One, 

Consubstantial, Co-eternal, 
While unending ages run. Amen. 

Hymn 305. 


The second Man is the Lord from heaven.' 

PRAISE to the Holiest in the height, 
And in the depth be praise ; 
In all His words most wonderful, 
Most sure in all His ways. 

O loving wisdom of our God ! 

When all was sin and shame, 
A second Adam to the fight 

And to the rescue came. 

O wisest loveJ that flesh and blood, 

Which did ib Adam fail, 
Should strive afresh against the foe, 

Should strive «^d should prevail ; 
And that a higher gift than grace 

Should flesh and blood refine ; 

God's Presenoe-and His very Self, 

And Essencg\ll -divine. 
O generous love ! that He, Who smoto 

In man for man the foe, 
The double agony in man 

For man should undergo ; 
And in the garden secretly, 

And on the cross on high, 
Should teach His brethren, and inspire 

To suffer and to die. 

Praise to the Holiest in the height, 
And in the depth be praise : 

In all His words most wonderful, 
Most sure in all His ways. Amen. 

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The Lord said unto Him, I have hallowed this house to put My Name there 
for ever, and Mine Eyes and Mine Heart shall be there perpetually." 

CHRIST is our corner-stone, 
On Him alone we build ; 
With His true saints above 

The courts of heaven are filled : 
On His great love 
Our hopes we place 
Of present grace 
And joys above. 

O then with hymns of praise 

These hallowed courts shall ring, 
Our voices we will raise 
The Three in One to sing ; 
And thus proclaim 
In joyful song, 
Both loud and long, 
That glorious Name. 


Here, gracious God, do Thou 

For evermore draw nigh ; 
Accept each faithful vow, 
And mark jpfch suppliant sigh j 
In copious shower 
On/ftll who pray 
Earch holy day 
Thy blessings pour. 

Here may we gain from heaven 
The grace whieh we implore ; 
And may that grace, once given. 
Be with us evermore, 
Until that day 

When all the blest 
To endless rest -^ 
Are called away. Af/fbn. 

Hymn 307. 

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PLP:ASANT are Thy courts above 
In the land of light and love ; 
Pleasant are Thy courts below 
In this land of sin and woe : 
O, my spirit longs and faints 
For the converse of Thy saints, 
For the brightness of Thy Face, 
For Thy fulness, God of grac«. 

Happy birds that sing and fly 
Round Thy Altars, O most High; 
Happier souls that find a rest 
In a heavenly Father's breast ; 
Like the wandering dove that found 
No repose on earth around, 
They can to their ark repair, 
And enjoy it ever there. 

Happy souls, their praises flow- 
Even in this vale of woe ; 
Waters in the deserts rise, 
Manna feeds them from the skies ; 
On they go from strength to strength, 
Till they reach Thy throne at length, 
At Thy feet adoring fall, 
"Who hast led them safe through all. 

Lobd, be mine this prize to win, 
Guide me through a world of sin, 
Keep me by Thy saving grace, 
Give me at Thy side a place ; 
Sun and shield alike Thou art, 
Guide and guard my erring heart; 
Grace and glory flow from Thee ; 
Shower, O shower them, Lokd, on me. 


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THINE for ever ! God of love 
Hear us from Thy throne above 
Thine for ever may we be, 
Here and in eternity. 

Thine for ever ! Lord of life 
Shield us through our earthly 6trife ; 
Thou the Life, the Truth, the Way, 
Guide ms to the realms of day. 

Thine for ever ! Oh, how blest 
They who find in Thee their rest ; 
Saviour, Guardian, Heavenly Friend, 
O defend us to the end. 
Thine for ever! Saviour keep 
Us Thy frail and trembling sheep ; 
Safe alone beneath Thy care, 
Let us all Thy goodness share 

Thine for ever ! Thou our guide, 

All our wants by Thee supplied, 

All our sins by Thee forgiven, 

Lead us, Lord, from earth to heaven. Amen. 


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"And He arose and rebuked the wind, and said unto the sea, Peace, be still." 

FIERCE raged the tempest o'er the deep, 
Watch did Thine anxious servants keep, 
But Thou wast wrapped in guileless sleep, 
Calm and still. 

11 Save, Lord, we perish," was their cry, 
11 O save us in our agony ! " 
Thy word above the storm rose high, 
" Peace, be still." 

The wild winds hushed ; the angry deep 
Sank, like a little child, to sleep ; 
The sullen billows cease to leap, 
At Thy will. 

So, when our life is clouded o'er, 
And storm-winds drift us from the shor% 
Say (lest we sink to rise no more) 
" Peace, be still." Amen. 


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Like as the hart desireth the waterbrooks, so longeth my soul after Thee, O God." 

AS pants the hart for cooling streams 
When heated in the chase. 
So longs my soul, O Goo, for Thee, 
And Thy refreshing grace. 

For Thee my God, the living God, 

My thirsty soul doth pine : 
O when shall I behold Thy Face, 

Thou Majesty Divine? 

Why restless, why cast down, my soul ? 

Hope still, and thou shalt sing 
The praise of Him Who is thy God, 

Thy health' s eternal Spring. 

To Father, Sox, and Holy Ghost, 

The God Whom we adore, 
Be glory, as it was, is now, 

And shall be evermore. Amen. 

Hymn 311. 

THY kingdom come, O God, 
Thy rule, O Chbist, begin ; 
Break with Thine, iron rod 
The tyrannies of sin. 

Where is Thy reign of peace, 
And purity, and love ? 
When shall all hatred cease, 
As in the realms above? 

When comes the promised time 
That war shall be no more, 
Oppression, lust and crime 
Shall floe Thy face before ? 

' Thy kingdom come." 

We pray Thee, Lord, arise, 
And come in Thy great might ; 
Revive our longing eyes, 
Which languish for Thy sight 
Men scorn Thy sacred Name, 
And wolves devour Thy fold ; 
By many deeds of shame 
We learn that love grows cold. 
O'er heathen lands afar 
Thick darkness broodeth yet : 
Arise, O morning Star, 
Arise, and never 6'ct. Amen. 

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WHEN at Thy footstool, Lord, I bend 
And plead with Thee for mercy there, 
Think of the sinners 1 dying Friend, 
And for liis sake receive my prayer. 
O think not of my shame and guilt, 
My thousand stains of deepest dye ; 
Think of the Blood which Jesus spilt, 
And let that Blood my pardon buy. 
Think Lord, how I am still Thine own, 
The trembling creature of Thy hand : 
Think how my heart to sin is prone, 
And what temptations round me stand. 

O think upon Thy holy word, 
And every plighted promise there; 
How prayer should evermore be heard, 
And how Thy glory is to spare. 
O think not of my doubts and fears, 
My strivings with Thy grace divine; 
Think upon Jesus' woes and tears, 
And let His merits stand for mine. 
Thine eye, Thine ear, they are not dull* 
Thine arm can never shortened be; 
Behold me here ; my heart is full ; 
Behold, and spare, and succour me. Amen. 

Hymn 313. 


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HAT various hindrances we meet 
In coming to the Mercy-seat ; 

Yet who, that knows the worth of prayer, 

But wishes to be often there? 

Prayer makes the darkened cloud withdraw, 

Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw, 

Gives exercise to faith and love. 

Brings every blessing from above. 

Restraining prayer we cease to fight ; 

Prayer makes the Christian's armour bright; 

And Satan trembles when he sees 

The weakest saint upon his knees. 

When Moses stood with arms spread wide, 

Bucoess was found on Israel's side ; 


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But when through weariness they failed. 
That moment Amalek prevailed. 
Have we no words ? ah, think again ; 
Words flow apace when we complain, 
And fill our fellow-creature's ear 
With the sad tale of all our care. 
Were half the breath thus vainly spent 
To heaven in supplication sent, 
Our cheerful song would oftener be, 
Hear what the Lord hath done for ma. 
O Lord, increase our faith and love, 
That we may all Thy goodness prove, 
And gain from Thy exhaustless store 
The fruits of prayer for evermore. Amem 

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Hymn 314. 

In quick time, 

In everything give thanks/ 

f TTTHEN morning gilds the skies, 
VY My heart awaking cries 

May Jesus Christ he praised. 
Alike at work and prayer 
To Jesus I repair ; 

May Jesus Christ be praised. 

Whene'er tie sweet chgtch bell 
Peals over hill and dell, 

May JesIIs Christ be praised, 
O hark to what it sings, 
As joyously it rings, 

May jK.sui Christ be praised. 

My tongue shall never tire 
Of chanting with the choir 

May Jesus Christ be praised : 
This song of sacred joy, 
It never seems to c$oy ; 

May Jesus ChjcHst be praised. 

-£, When sleep her balm denies, 
My silent spirit sighs 

May Jesus Christ be praised : 
When evil thoughts molest, 
With this I shield my breast, 

May Jebus Christ be praised. 

Does sadness fill my mind ? 
A solace Here I find, 

May Jebus Christ be praised •• 
Or fades my earthly bliss ? 
My comfort still is this, 

May Jesus\Christ be praised. 

The night becomes as day, 
When from the heart we say 

May Jesu» Christ be praised : 
The powers of darkness fear, 
When this sweet chant they hear, 

May Jesus Chbi6t be praised. 

In heaven's eternal bliss 
The loveliest strain is this, 

May Jesus Christ be praised: 
Let earth, and sea, and sky 
From depth to height reply 

May Jesus Christ be praised. 

Be this, while lifers mine, 
My canticle diyitie, 

May Jews' Christ be praised 
Be this the eternal song, 
Through all Qie ages on, 

May Jesus Christ be praised. Ameni 

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" And now abideth faith, hope, 

GRACIOUS Spibit, Holy Ghost, 
Taught by Thee we covet most 
Of Thy gifts at Pentecost 

Holy, heavenly Love. 
Love is kind and suffers long, 
Love is meek, and thinks no wrong, 
Love thau death itself more strong; 

Therefore, give us Love. 
Prophecy will fade away, 
Melting in the light of day ; 
Love will ever with us stay ; 

Therefore, give us Love. 

charity, these three : but the greatest of these is 

Faith will vanish into sight ; 
Hope be emptied in delight ; 
Love in heaven will shine more bright; 

Therefore, give us Love. 
Faith and Hope and Love we see 
Joining hand in hand agree ; 
But the greatest of the three 

And the best is Love. 
From the overshadowing 
Of Thy gold and silver wing 
Shed on us, who to Thee sing, 

Holy, heavenly Love. Amen. 

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SOLDIERS, who are Christ's below,' 
Strong in faith resist the foe : 
Boundless is the pledged reward 
Unto them who serve the Loed. 
'Tis no palm of fading leaves 
That the conqueror's hand receives; 
Joys are his serene and pure, 
Light that ever shall endure. 
For the souls that overcome 
Waits the beauteous heavenly Home, 


Where the Blessed evermore 
Tread, on high, the starry floor. 
i Passing soon and little worth 
Are the things that tempt on earth ; 
Heavenward lift Ihy soul's regard; 
Gon Himself is thy Reward. 
Father, Who -the crown dost give, 
Saviouk, by JjThose death we live, 
Spibit, Wlio oyr hearts dost raise, 
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I HEARD the voice of Jesus say 
" Come onto me and rest ; 
Lay down, thou weary one, lay down 

Thy head upon My breast : " 
I came to Jesus as I was 

"Weary, and worn, and sad ; 
I found in Him a resting-place, 

And He has made me glad. 
I heard the voice of Jesus say 

" Behold, I freely give 
The living water, thirsty one, 

Stoop down, and drink, and live: " 

hunger, and he that believeth in Me shall never 

I came to Jesus, and I drank 

Of that life-giving stream ; 
My thirst was quenched, my soul revived. 

And now I live in Him. 
I heard the voice of Jesus say 

" I am this dark world's Light ; 
Look unto Me, thy morn sh;ill rise, 

And all thy day be bright : " 
I looked to Jesus, and I found 

In Him my Star, my Sun ; 
And in that Light of li'fe I'll walk 

Till travelling days are done. Amen. 

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I looked to Je - sua, and I found In Him my Star, my Sun. 

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And on His Head were many crowns." 

CROWN Him with many crowns, 
The Lamb upon His throne ; 
Hark, how the. heavenly anthem drowns 
All music but its own : 
Awake, my soul, and sing 
Of Him Who died for thee, 
And hail Him as thy matchless Kino 
Through all eternity. 

Crown Him the Virgin's Son, 

The Gon Incarnate born, 
Whose arm those crimson trophies won 

Which now His Brow adorn : 

Fruit of the mystic Rose, 

As of that Rose the Stem ; 
The Root whence mercy ever flows, 

The Babe of Bethlehem. 

Crown Hrm the Loiu> of Love: 

Behold His Hands and Side, 
Rich Wounds yet visible above 

In beauty glorified : 

No angel in the sky 
Can fully bear that sight, 
But downward bends his burning ey« 
At mysteries so bright. 

Crown Him the Lobd of Peace: 
Whose power a sceptre sways 

From pole to pole, that wars may cease, 
And all be pAyer and praise : 
His reign shall know no end, 
And round His pierced Feet 

Fair flowers of Paradise extend 
Their fragrance ever sweet. 

Crown Him the Loun of year», 

The Potentate of time, 
Creator of the rolling spheres, 

Ineffably sublime. 

All hail, Rbdkemrr, hail ! 

For Thou hast died for me ; 
Thy praise shall never, never fail 

Throughout eternity. Amen, 

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was God. All things were made by Him." 

JESUS is God : the solid earth, 
The ocean broad and bright, 
The countless stars, like golden dust, 

That strew the skies at night. 
The wheeling storm, the dreadful fire, 

The pleasant wholesome air, 
The summer's sun, the winter's frost, 
His own creations were. 

Jebus is God ; the glorious bands 

Of golden angels sing 
Songs of adoring praise to Him, 

Their Maker and their King. 
He was true Gon in Bethlehem's crib, 

On Calvary's Cross true God, 
He "\Vlio in heaven eternal reigned 

In time on earth abode. 

Jesus is God : let sorrow come, 

And pain, and every ill, 
All are worth while, for all are means 

His glory to fulfil ; 
Worth while a thousand years of woe 

To speak one little word, 
If by that U I believe" we own 

The Godhevd of our Lord. Amen. 


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He is the Head of the Body, the Church.' 

THE Church's one foundation 
Is Jksus Chkist her Lokd; 
She is His new creation 

By water and the Word : 
From heaven He came and sought her 

To be His holy Bride, 
With His own Blood He bought her 
And for her life He died. 

Elect from every nation, 

Yet one o'er iill the earth, 
Her charter of salvation 

One Lokd, one Faith, one Birth ; 
One Holy Name she blesses, 

Partakes one Holy Food, 
And to one hope she presses 

With every grace endued. 

Though with a scornful wonder 

Men see her sore opprest, 
By schisms rent asunder, 

By heresies distrest, 

Yet saints their watch are keeping, 
Their cry goes up, " How long?" 

And soon the night of weeping 
Shall be the morn of song. 

Mid toil, and tribulation, 

And tumult of her war, 
She waits the consummation 

Of peace for evermore ; 
Till with the vision glorious 

Her longing eyes are blest, 
And the great Church victorioui 

Shall be the Church at rest. 

Yet she on earth hath union 

With God the Three in Onb, 
And mystic sweet communion 

With those whose rest is won: 
O happy ones and holy! 

Lord, give us grace that we 
Like them, the meek and lowly, 

On high may dwell with Thee. Amen. 

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"Wbe» the morning stars sang together, and all the Eons of God shouted for joy.' 

STARS of the morning, so gloriously bright, 
Filled with celestial virtue and light. 
These that, where night never followeth day, 
liaise the " Trisagion " * ever and aye : 

These are Thy ministers, these dost Thou own, 
Loed God of Sabaoth, nearest Thy throne ; 
These are Thy messengers, these dost Thou send, 
Help of the helpless ones ! man to defend. 

These keep the guard amidst Salem's dear bowers; 
Thrones, Principalities, Virtues, and Powers; 
Where with the Living Ones, mystical Four, 
Cherubim, Seraphim bow and adore. 

Then, when the earth was first poised in mid space, 
Then, when the planets first sped on their race, 
Then, when were ended the 6ix days 1 employ 
Then all the sons of Gon shouted for joy. 

Still let them succour us ; still let them fight, 
Lord of angelic hosts, battling for right ; 
Till, where their anthems they ceaselessly pour, 
We with the Angels may bow and adore. Amen. 

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Hymn 322— (First Tune.) 

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things which God hath prepared for them that love Him. But God hath 
revealed them unto us by His Spibit." 

LIGHTS abode, Celestial Salem, 
Vision whence true peace doth spring, 
Brighter than the heart can fancy, 

Mansion of the Highest King ; 
O how glorious are the praises 
Which of thee the prophets BingI 

There for ever and for ever 

Alleluia is out-poured, 
For unending, for unbroken 

Is the feast-day of the Lokd ; 
All is pure, and all is holy 

That within thy walls is stored. 

There no cloud nor passing vapour 
Dims the brightness of the air ; 

Endless noon-day, glorious noon-day, 
From the Sun of suns is there ; 

There no night brings rest from labour, 
For unknown are toil and care. 

O how glorious and resplendent, 
Fragile body, shalt thou be, 

When endued with so much beauty, 
Full of health, and strong and free, 

Full of vigour, full of pleasure 
That shall last eternally! 

Now with gladness, now with courage 
Bear the burden on thee laid, 

That hereafter these thy labours 
May with endless gifts be paid, 

And in everlasting glory 
Thou with brightness be arrayed. 

Laud and honour to the Father, 
Laud and honour to the Son, 

Laud and honour to the Spibit, 
Ever Three and ever One, 

Consubstantial, Co-eternal 
While unending ages run. Amen. 

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Our conversation is in heaven." 

JERUSALEM on high 
My song and city is, 
My home whene'er I die, 
The centre of my hliss : 
O happv place ! 
When shall I he, 
My God, with Thee, 
To see Thy Face ? 
There dwells my Lobd, my King, 

Judged here unfit to live ; 
There Angels to Him sing, 
And lowly homage give : 
O happy place, &c. 
The Patriarchs of old 

There from their travels cease ; 
The Prophets there behold 
Their longed-for Prince of Peace : 
O happy place, &c. 

The Lamb's Apostles thero 

I might with joy behold, 

The harpers I might hear 

Harping on harps of gold ; 

O happy place, &c. 

The bleeding Martyrs, they 

Within these courts are found, 
Clothed in pure array, 
Their scars with glory crowned 1 
O happy place, &c. 
Ah me ! ah me ! that I 

In Kedars tents here stay ; 
No place like that on high ; 
Lord, thither guide my way : 
O happy place, 
When shall I be, 
My God, with Thee, 
To see Thy Face ? Amen. 

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The Paradise of God." 

PARADISE, O Paradise, 
Who doth not crave for rest ? 
Who would not seek the huppy land 
Where they that loved are hlest ? 
Where loyal hearts and true 

Stand ever in the light, 
All rapture through and through, 
In God's most holy sight. 

() Paradise, O Paradise, 

The world is growing old ; 
Who would not be at rest and free 

Where love is never cold ? 

Where loyal hearts, &c. 

Paradise, O Paradise, 
'Tis weary waiting here ; 

1 long to be where Jkscs is, 
To feel, to see Him near ; 

Where loyal hearts, &c. 

Paradise, O Paradise, 
I want to sin no more, 

1 want to be as pure on earth 
As on thy spotless shore; 

Where loyal hearts, &c. 

O Paradise, O Paradise, 

I greatly long to 6ce 
The special place my dearest Lord 

In love prepares for me ; 

Where loyal hearts, &c. • 

Loud Jrcsu, King of Paradise, 

O keep me in Thy love, 
And guide me to that happy land 
Of perfect rest above ; 
Where loyal hearts and true 

Stand ever in the light, 
All rapture through and through, 
In God's most holy sight. Ames. 

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PARADISE, O Paradise, 
Who doth not crave for rest ? 
"Who would not seek the happy land 
Where they that loved are blest ? 
Where loyal hearts and true 

Stand ever in the light, 
All rapture through and through, 
In God's most holy sight. 

Paradise, O Paradise, 

The world is growing old ; 
Who would not be at rest and free 

Where love is never cold t 

Where loyal hearts, &c. 

Paradise, O Paradise, 
'Tis weary waiting here ; 

1 long to be where Jf.bus is, 
To feel, to see Him near ; 

Where loyal hearts, &c. 

Paradise, O Paradise, 
I want to sin no more, 

1 want to be as pure on earth 
As on thy spotless shore; 

Where loyal hearts, &c 

O Paradise, O Paradise, 

I greatly long to see 
The special place my dearest Lor.» 

In love prepares for me ; 

Where loyal hearts, <fcc. 

Lord, King of Paradise, 

O keep me in Thy love, 
And guide me to that happy land 
Of perfect rest above ; 
Where loyal hearts and true 

Stand ever in the light, 
All rapture through and through, 
In God' s most holy sight. Amen 

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" The night is far spent, the day is at hand." 

HARK 1 hark, my soul ; Angelic songs are swelling 
O'er earth's green fields, and ocean's wave-beat shore: 
How sweet the truth those blessed strains are telling 

Of that new life when sin shall be no more. 
Angels of Jesus, Angels of light, 
Singing to welcome the pilgrims of the night. 

Onward we go, for still we hear them singing, 
" Come, weary souls, for Jesus bids you come:" 

And, through the dark its echoes sweetiy ringing, 
The music of the Gospel leads us home. 

Angels of Jesus, &c. 

Far, far away, like bells at evening pealing, 
The voice of Jesus sounds o'er land and sea, 

And laden souls by thousands meekly stealing, 
Kind Shepherd, turn their weary steps to Thee. 

Angels of Jesus, &c. 

Best comes at length, though life be long and dreary, 
Tlie day must dawn, and darksome night be past ; 

Faith's journey ends in welcome to the weary, 
And heaven, the heart's true home, will come at last. 

Angels of Jesus, &c. 

Angels, sing on ! your faithful watches keeping ; 

Sing us sweet fragments of the songs above ; 
Till morning" shall end the night of weeping, 

And life's long shadows break in cloudless love. 
Angels of Jesus, Angels of light, 
Singing to welcome the pilgrims ef the night. Amen. 

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"pHRISTIAN! seek not yet repose," 
\J Hear thy guardian angel say; 
Thou art in the midst of foes ; 
" Watch and pray." 

Principalities and powers, 
Mustering their unseen array, 
Wait for thy unguarded hours ; 
" Watch and pray." 

Gird thy heavenly armour on, 
Wear it ever night and day ; 
Ambushed lies the evil one ; 
" Watch and pray." 

Watch and pray." 

Hear the victors who o'ercame ; 
Still they mark each warrior's way; 
All with one sweet voice exclaim 
" Watch and pray." 

Hear, above all, hear thy Lord, 
Him thou lovest to obey; 
Hide within thy heart His word, 
" Watch and pray." 

Watch, as if on that alone 
Hung the issue of the day ; 
Pray, that help may be sent down ; 
" Watch and pray.*' Amen. 

Hymn 327. 

WHEN wounded sore the stricken heart 
Lies bleeding and unbound, 
One only Hand, a pierced Hand, 
Can salve the sinner's wound. 

When sorrow swells the laden breast, 

And tears of anguish flow, 
One only Heart, a broken Heart, 

Can feel the sinner's woe. 

When penitential grief has wept 
Over some foul dark spot, 

Lobd, to whom shall we go ? " 

One only Stream, a Stream of Blood, 
Can wash away the blot. 

'Tis Jesus' Blood that washes white, 
His Hand that brings relief, 

His Heart is touched with all our joyi, 
And feels for all our grief. 

Lift up Thy bleeding Hand, O LOUD, 
Unseal that cleansing tide ; 

We have no shelter from our sin 
But in Thy wounded Side. Amen. 

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Behold, I stand at the door and knock." 

OJESU, Thou art standing 
Outside the fast-closed door, 
In lowly patience waiting 

To pass the threshold o'er : 
Shame on us. Christian brethren, 

His Name and sign who bear, 

Oh shame, thrice shame upon us 

To keep Him standing there. 

O Jest;, Thou art knocking : 

And lo ! that Hand is scarred, 
And thorns Thy Brow encircle, 

And tears Thy Face have marrti t 
love that passeth knowledge 

So patiently to wait ! 
Oh sin that hath no equal 

So fast to bar the gate I 

Jestt, Thou art pleading 

In accents meek and low, 
"I died for you. My children, 

And will ye treat Me so ? " 
Loed, with shame and sorrov 

We open now the door: 
Dear Saviour, enter, enter, 

And leave us never more. Amen. 


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'Help us, O God of our salvation, for the glory of Thy Name.' 

LORD of our life, and Goo of our salvation, 
Star of our night, and Hope of every nation, 
Hear and receive Thy Church's supplication, 
Lord Gon Almighty. 

Bee round Thine ark the hungry billows curling. 
See how Thy foes their banners are unfurling ; 
Lord, while their darts envenomed they are hurling; 
Thou canst preserve us. 

Lord, Thou canst help when earthly armour faileth, 
Lord, Thou canst save when deadly sin assaileth, 
Lord, o'er Thy Rock nor death nor hell prevaileth, 
Grant us Thy peace, Lord. 

Grant us Thy help till foes are backward driven, 
Grant them Thy truth, that they may be forgivoa, 
Grant peace on earth, and, after we have striven. 
Peace in Thy heaven. Amen. 


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r HHHE King of love my Shepherd is, 
X Whose goodness faileth never ; 
I nothing lack if I am His 
And He is mine for ever. 

2,-> Where streams of living water flow 
My ransomed soul He leadeth, 
And, where the verdant pastures grow, 
With food celestial feedeth. 

*J Perverse and" foolish oft I strayed, 
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And on His Shoulder gently laid, 
And home, rejoicing, brought me. 


In death's dark vale I fear no ill 
With Thee, dear Lokd, beside me ; 

Thy rod and staff my comfort still, 
Thy Cross before to guide me. 

Thou spread' st a Table in my sight, 
Thy Unction grace be6toweth, 

And oh ! what transport of delight 
From Thy pure Chalice floweth. 

And so through all the length of dayB 
Thy goodness faileth never; 

Good Shepherd, may I sing Thy praise 
Within Thy house for over. Amen. 



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Hymn 331. 







He saith, surely I come quickly : Amen. Even so, come, Lobd Jesus. r 

QUICKLY come, dread Judge of all; 
For, awful though Thine advent be, 
All shadows from the truth will fall, 
And falsehood die, in sight of Thee : 
O quickly come : for doubt and fear 
Like clouds dissolve when Thou art near. 

O quickly come, great King of all ; 
Reign all around us, and within ; 
Let sin no more our souls enthrall, 
Let pain and sorrow die with sin : 
O quickly come : for Thou alone 
C«nst make Thy scattered people one. 

O quickly come, true Life of all ; 
For death is mighty all around ; 
On every home his shadows fall, 
On every heart his mark is found ; 
O quickly come : for grief and pain 
Can never cloud Thy glorious reign. 

O quickly come, sure Light of all, 

For gloomy night broods o'er our way ; 

And weakly souls begin to fall 

With weary watching for the day : 

O quickly come: for round Thy throne 

No eye is blind, no night is known. Amen, 

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The time is short" 

A FEW more years shall roll, 
A few more seasons come, 
And we shall be with those that rest 
Asleep within the tomb : 
Then, O my Lord, prepare 
My soul for that great day ; 
wash me in Thy precious Blood, 
And take my sins away. 

A few more suns shall set 
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And we shall be where suns are not, 
A far serener clime : 
Then, O my Lord, prepare 
My soul for that blest day ; 

O wash me in Thy precious Blood, 
And take my sins away. 

A few more storms shall beat- 
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And we shall be where tempests ceaae, 
And surges swell no more : 

Then, O my Lobd, prepare 
My soul for that calm day ; 
O wash me in Thy precious Blood, 
And take my sins away. 

A few more struggles here, 
A few more partings o'er, 

A few more toils, a few more tears, 
And we shall weep no more : 
Then, O my Lord, prepare 
My soul for that bright day ; 

O wash me in Thy precious Blood, 
And take my sins away. 

'Tis but a little while 
And He shall come again, 

Who died that we might live, Who lires 
That we with Him may reign : 
Then, O my Lord, prepare 
My soul for that glad day ; 

O wash me in Thy precious Blood, 
And take my sins away. Amen, 

Hymn 333. 

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And he said, I will not let thee go, except thou bless me." 

SHEPHERD Divine, our wants relieve, 
In this our evil day : 
To all Thy tempted followers give 
The power to watch and pray. 

Long as our fiery trials last, 

Long as the cross we bear, 
O let our souls on Thee be cast 

In never-ceasing prayer. 

The Spirit of interceding grace 

Give us in faith to claim; 
To wrestle till we see Thy Face, 

And know Thy hidden Name. 

Till Thou Thy perfect love impart, 

Till Thou Thyself bestow, 
Be this the cry of every heart, 

" I will not let Thee go : 

" I will not let Thee go, unless 

Thou tell Thy Name to me ; 
With all Thy great salvation bless, 

And make me all like Thee. 

" Then let me on the mountain-top 

Behold Thy open Face ; 
"Where faith in sight is swallowed up, 

And prayer in endless praise. " Amen. 

Hymn 334. 


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O, hold Thou up my goings in Thy paths ; that my footsteps slip not." 

Do Thou, O Lord, keep watch within, 
And save my soul from wrong. 

Still let me ever watch and pray, 
And feel that I am frail ; 

That if the tempter cross my way, 
Yet he may not prevail. 

BE Thou my Guardian and my Guide, 
And hear me when I call ; 
Let not my slippery footsteps slide ; 
And hold me lest I fall. 

The world, the flesh, and Satan dwell 

Around the path I tread ; 
0, save me from the snares of hell, 

Thou Quickener of the dead. 

And if I tempted am to sin, 
And outward things are strong, 

To Father, Son, and Holt Ghost, 
The Gon W hom we adore, 

Be glory, as it was, is now, 
And shall be evermore. Amen. 

Hymn 335. (Septal fypttim. 

"Every day will I give thanks unto Thee, and praise Thy Name for ever and ever." 

SAVIOUR, Blessed Savtottr, 
Listen whilst we sing, 
Hearts and voices raising 

Praises to our King. 
All we have we offer ; 

All we hope to be, 
Body, .soul, and spirit, 

All we yield to Thee. 
Nearer, ever nearer, 

Cheist, we draw to Thee, 
Deep in adoration 

Bending low the knee : 
Thou for our redemption 

Cam'st on earth to die ; 
Thou, that we might follow, 

Hast gone up on high. 

Great and ever greater 

Are Thy mercies here, 
True and everlasting 

Are the glories there, 
"Where no pain, or sorrow, 

Toil, or care is known, 
Where the angel -legions 

Circle round Thy throne. 
Dark and ever darker 

Was the wintry past, 
Now a ray of gladness 

O'er our path is cast ; 
Every day that passeth, 

Every hour that ilies, 
Tells of love unfeigned, 

Love that never dies. 

Clearer still and clearer 

Dawns the light from heaven, 
In our sadness bringing 

News of sin forgiven ; 
Life has lost its shadows, 

Pu?e the light within ; 
Thou hast shed Thy radiance 

On a world of sin. 

Brighter still and brighter 

Glows the western sun, 
Shedding all its gladness 

O'er our work that's done; 
Time will soon be over, 

Toil and sorrow past, 
May we, Blessed Savioub, 

Find a rest at last. 

Onward, ever onward, 

Journeying o'er the road 
Worn by saints before us, 

Journeying on to God ; 
Leaving all behind us, 

May we hasten on, 
Backward never looking 

Till the prize is won. 

Bliss, all bliss excelling. 

When the ransomed soul 
Earthly toils forgetting 

Finds its promised goal ; 
Where in joys unheard of 

Saints with angels sing, 
Never weary raising 

Praises to their KmtG. Ame»» 

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" And all her streets 

SING Alleluia forth in duteous praise, 
O citizens of heaven ; and sweetly raise 

An endless Alleluia. 
Ye next, who stand before th' Eternal Light 
In hymning choirs re-echo to the height 

An endless Alleluia. 
The Holy City shall take up your strain, 
And with glad songs resounding wake again 

An endless Alleluia. 
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An endless Alleluia. 
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shall say, Alleluia." 

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This is the food and drink which none shall 

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An endless Alleluia. 
Almighty Cueist, to Thee our voices sing 
Glory for evermore ; to Thee we bring 
An endless Alleluia. Amen. 

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WE know Thee Who Thou art, 
Lord Jesus, Mary's Son ; 

We know the yearnings of Thy Heart 
To end Thy work begun. 
That sacred Fount of grace, 
'Mid all the bliss of heaven, 

Has joy whene'er we seek Thy face, 
And kneel to be forgiven. 
Brought home from ways perverse, 
At peace Thine arms within, 


We pray Thee shield us from the curse 

Of falling back to sin. 

We dare not ask to live 

Henceforth from trials free ; 
But oh, when next they tempt us, give 

More strength to cling to Thee. 

We know Thee Who Thou art, 

Our own redeeming Lord; 
Be Thou by will, and mind, and heart, 

Accepted, loved, adored. 

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Hymn 338. 

1 This God is our God for ever and ever : He shall be our guide unto death. 1 * 

GUIDE me, O Thou Great Redeemer, 
Pilgrim through this barren land ; 
I am weak, but Thou art mighty, 
Hold me with Thy powerful hand ; 

Bread of heaven, 
Feed me now and evermore. 

Open now the crystal Fountain, 

Whence the healing streams do flow ; 
Let the fiery cloudy pillar 

Lead me all my journey through ; 
Strong Deliverer, 

Be Thou still my Strength and Shield. 

When I tread the verge of Jordan, 

Bid my anxious fears subside : 
Death of death, and hell's Destruction, 

Land me safe on Canaan's side ; 
Songs of praises 

I will ever give to Thee. Amen. 


Hymn 339. 

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" We must all appear before the Judgment Seat of Christ.* 

THOU Judge of quick and dead, 
Before Whose bar severe 
With holy joy, or guilty dread, 
We all shall soon appear ; 

Our wakened souls prepare 
For that tremendous Day, 
And fill us now with watchful care, 
And stir us up to pray : 

To pray, and wait the hour, 
The awful hour unknown, 
When, robed in majesty and power, 
Thou shalt from heaven come down, 

The immortal Son of Man, 
To judge the human race, 
With all Thy Father's dazzling train, 
With all Thy glorious grace. 

To sober earthly joys, 
To quicken holy fears, 
For ever let the Archangel's voice 
Be sounding in our ears ; 

The solemn midnight cry, 
" Ye dead, the Judge is come ! 
"Arise, and meet Him in the sky, 
" And meet your instant doom 1 r 

O may we thus be found, 
Obedient to His word, 
Attentive to the trumpet's sound, 
And looking for our Lord. 

O may we thus insure 
Our lot among the blest, 
And watch a moment, to secure 
An everlasting rest. Amen. 

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" Thou hast heen a strength to the poor ; a strength to the needy in his distress." 

I NEED Thee, Precious Jestt, 
For I am very poor ; 
A stranger and a pilgrim, 
I have no earthly store ; 
I need the love of Jesus 

To cheer me on my way, 
To guide my doubting footsteps. 
To be my strength and stay. 

1 need Thee, Precious Jestt, 

I need a friend like Thee, 
A friend to soothe and pity, 

A friend to care for me : 
I need the Heart of Je6TJB 

To feel each anxious care, 
To tell my every trial, 

And all my sorrows share. 

I need Thee, Precious Jestt, 

I need Thee, day by day, 
To fill me with Thy fulness, 

To lead me on my way ; 
I need Thy Holt Spibit 

To teach me what I am, 
To show me more of Jesus, 

To point me to the Lamb. 

I need Thee, Precious Jestt, 

And hope to see Thee soon 
Encircled with the rainbow, 

And seated on Thy throne ; 
There, with Thy Blood-bought children, 

My joy shall ever be, 
To sing Thy praises, Jestt, 

To gaze, my Loed, on Thee. Amen. 


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Let my supplication come before Thee ; deliver me, according to Thy Word." 

JESUS, Lobd of life and glory, 
Bend from heaven Thy gracious ear 
"While our waiting souls adore Thee, 
Friend of helpless sinners hear : 

By Thy mercy, 
O deliver us, good Lord. 

From the depths of nature's blindness, 
From the hardening power of sin, 

From all malice and unkindness, 
From the pride that lurks within, 

By Thy mercy, 
O deliver us, good Lord. 

When temptation sorely presses, 

In the day of Satan's power, 
In our times of deep distresses, 

In each dark and trying hour, 
By Thy mercy, 

O deliver us, good Lord. 

WTien the world around is smiling, 
In the time of wealth and ease, 

Earthly joys our hearts beguiling, 
In the day of health and peace, 

By Thy merey, 
O deliver us, good Lord. 

In the weary hours of sickness, 
In the times of grief and pain, 

When we feel our mortal weakness, 
When the creature's help is vain, 

By Thy mercy, 
O deliver us, good Lord. 

In the solemn hour of dying, 
In the awful judgment day, 

May our souls, on Thee relying, 
Find Thee still our Hope and Stay: 

By Thy mercy, 
O deliver us, good Lord. Amen. 


Hymn 342. 

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In the day time also He led them with a cloud, and all the night through with 
the light of fire." 

LEAD, Kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom, 
Lead Thou me on ; 
The night is dark, and I am far from home, 

Lead Thou me on. 
Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see 
The distant scene ; one step enough for me. 

I -was not ever thus, nor prayed that Thou 
Shouldst lead me on ; 

I loved to choose and see my path ; hut now- 
Lead Thou me on. 

I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears, 

Pride ruled my will : remember not past years. 

So long Thy power hath blest me, sure it still 

Will lead me on 
O'er moor and fen, o'er crag and torrent, till 

The night is gone, 
And with the morn those angel faces smile 
Which I have loved long since, and lost awhile. Amen. 


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"There remaineth a rest to the people of God." 

OWHAT the joy and the glory must be, 
Those endless Sabbaths the blessed ones see ; 
Crown for the valiant, to weary ones rest ; 
God shall be all and in all ever blest. 

What are the Monarch, His court, and TTis throne f 
What are the peace, and the joy that they own ? 
O, that the blest ones, who in it have share, 
All that they feel could as fully declare. 

Truly Jerusalem name we that shore, 

Vision of Peace, that brings joy evermore ; 

Wish and fulfilment can severed be ne'er, 

Nor the thing prayed for come short of the prayer. 

There, where no troubles distraction can bring, 
We the sweet anthems of Sion shall sing, 
While for Thy grace, Lord, their voices of praise 
Thy blessed people eternally raise. 

There dawns no Sabbath, no Sabbath is o'er, 
Those Sabbath-keepers have one evermore ; 
One and unending is that triumph-song 
Which to the angels and us shall belong. 

Now in the meanwhile with hearts raised on high, 
We for that country must yearn and must sigh; 
Seeking Jerusalem, dear native land, 
Through our long exile on Babylon's strand. 

Low before Him with our praises we fall, 
Of Whom, and in Whom, and through Whom are all: 
Of Whom, the Father ; and in Whom, the Son ; 
Through Whom, the Spirit, with Them ever One. Amen. 


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His Face did shine as the sun, and His raiment was white as the light.' 

IN days of old on Sinai 
The Loei> Almighty came, 
In majesty of terror, 

In thunder-cloud and flame ; 
On Tabor, with the glory 

Of sunniest light for vest, 
The excellence of beauty 
In Jesus was expressed. 

All light created paled there, 

And did Him worship meet; 
The sun itself adored Him, 

And bowed before His feet; 
"While Moses and Elias, 

Upon the holy Mount, 
The co-eternal glory 

Of Christ our God recount, 

O holy, wondrous vision ! 

But what when, this life past, 
The beauty of Mount Tabor 

Shall end in heaven at last? 
But what when all the glory 

Of uncreated light 
Shall be the promised guerdon 

Of them that win the fight ? Amen. 


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" Jesus said, I am the Bread of Life." 

THE Heavenly Word proceeding forth, 
Yet leaving not the Father's side, 
Accomplishing His work on earth 
Had reached at length life's eventide. 

By false disciple to be given 
To foemen for His life athirst, 
Himself, the very Bread of Heaven 
He gave to His disciples first. * 

He gave Himself in either kind, 
His precious Flesh, His precious Blood; 
In love's own fulness thus designed 
Of the whole man to be the Food. 

By Birth their Fellow-man was He ; 
Their Meat, when sitting at the board ; 
He died, their Ransomer to be ; 
He ever reigns, their great Reward. 

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O Saving "Victim, opening wide 
The gate of heaven to man below, 
Our foes press on from every side, 
Thine aid supply, Thy strength bestow. 

All praise and thanks to Thee ascend, 

For evermore, blest Onk in Three ; 

O grant us life that shall not end 

In our true native land with Thee. Amen. 


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•' Jesus said, I am the Bread of Life," 

THE Heavenly Word proceeding forth, 
Yet leaving not the Father's side, 
Accomplishing His work on earth 
Had reached at length life's eventide. 

By false disciple to be given 
To foemen for His life athirst, 
Himself, the very Bread of Heaven 
He gave to His disciples first. ' 

He gave Himself in either kind, 
His precious Flesh, His precious Blood ; 
In love's own fulness thus designed 
Of the whole man to be the Food. 

By Birth their Fellow- man was He , 
Their Meat, when sitting at the board ; 
He died, their Ransomer to be ; 
He ever reigns, their great Reward. 

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O Saving Victim, opening wide 
The gate of heaven to man below, 
Our foes press on from every side, 
Thine aid supply, Thy strength bestow. 

All praise and thanks to Thee ascend, 

For evermore, blest QstK in Threr ; 

O grant us life that shall not end 

In our true native land with Thee. Amen. 


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OFOOD that weary pilgrims love, 
O Bread of angel hosts above, 
O Manna of the saints, 
The hungry soul would feed on Thee ; 
Ne'er may the heart unsolaced be 
Which for Thy sweetness faints. 

O Fount of love, O cleansing Tide, 
Which from the Saviour's pierced Side 

And Sacred Heart dost flow, 
Be ours to drink of Thy pure rill, 
Which only can our spirits fill 

And all we need bestow. 

Lord Jesu, Whom, by power divine 
Now hidden 'neath the outward sign, 

We worship and adore, 
Grant, when the veil away is rolled, 
With open face we may behold 

Thyself for evermore. Amen. 

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His precious life He gave ; 
Before the Cross our spirits fall, 
And own it strong to save. 

M One offering, single and complete," 
With lips and heart we say ; 

But what He never can repeat 
He shows forth day hy day. 

i or, as the Priest of Aaron's line 

Within the Holiest stood, 
And sprinkled all the mercy-shrine 

With sacrificial blood ; 

So He, Who once atonement wrought, 
Our Priest of endless power, 

Presents Himself for those He bought 

In that dark noontide hour. 
His Manhood pleads where now It lives 

On heaven's eternal throne, 
And where in mystic rite He gives 

Its Presence to His own. 

And so we shew Thy death, O Loed, 

Till Thou again appear, 
And feel, when we approach Thy Board, 

We have an Altar here. 
All glory to the Father be, 

All glory to the Son, 
All glory, Holy Ghost, to Thee 

W hile endless ages run. Amen. 

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And drink the holy Blood for you outpoured. 

Saved by that Body and that holy Blood, 
With souls refreshed, we render thanks to God. 

Salvation's Giver, Christ the Only Son, 

By His dear Cross and Blood the victory won. 

Offered was He for greatest and for least, 
Himself the Victim and Himself the Priest 

Victims were offered by the law of old 
Which in a type this heavenly mystery told. 

He, Ransomer from death, and Light from shad*, 
Now gives His holy grace His saints to aid. 

Approach ye then with faithful hearts sincere, 
And take the safeguard of salvatiou here. 

He, that in this world rules His saints and shields, 
To all believers life eternal yields ; 

With heavenly bread makes them that hunger whole, 
Gives living waters to the thirsting soul. 

Alpha and Omega, to Whom shall bow 

Ail nations at the Doom, is with us now. Amen. 


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I A LLELUIA, sing to Jesus, 

A His the sceptre, His the throne ; 
Alleluia, His the triumph, 

His the victory alone ; 
Hark, the songs of peaceful Sion 

Thunder like a mighty flood ; 
Jesus out of every nation 

Hath redeemed us bv His Blood. 

Alleluia, not as orphans 

We are left in sorrow now ; 
Alleluia, He is near us, 

Faith believes, nor questions how : 
Though the cloud from sight received Him. 

When the forty days were o'er, 
Shall our hearts forget His promise, 

" I am with you evermore ? " 
Alleluia, Bread of angels, 

Thou on earth our Food, our Stay, 
Alleluia, here the sinful 

Flee to Thee from day to day { 

Intercessor, Friend of sinners, 

Earth's Redeemer, plead for me, 
Where the songs of all the sinless 

Sweep across the crystal sea. 
Alleluia, King Eternal, / 

Thee the Lord of lords' we own; 
Alleluia, "born of Mary/ 

Earth Thy footstool, heaven Thy thron« 
Thou within the veij hast entered. 

Robed in flesh, our great High Priest; 
Thou on earth both Priest and Victim 

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Alleluia, sing to JksuH. 

His the sceptre, HisHje throne; 
Alleluia, II y} the triumph\ 

His the victory alone ; \ 
Hark, the songs of peaceful Sion 

Thunder like a mighty flood\ 
JESUS out of every nation \ 

Hath redeemed us by His Blood. Amea 

Hymn 351. 


He took them up in His arms, put His Hands upon them, and Messed them. 

GLAD sight! The holy Church 
Spreads forth her wings of love 
To welcome to her breast a child 
Begotten from above ; 

Begotten at the font 
By Gon the Spirit's power, 
A gentle lamb from Satan snatched 
In childhood's helpless hour. 

E'en now around the font, 
Unseen by mortal eye, 
Bright ministering angels watch 
The wondrous mystery. 

There to receive their charge 

In readiness they stand, 
And long to guide its feeble steps 

To their own happy land. 

And all the host of heaven 

Rejoice before the Lord, 
To see a child of fallen man 

A child of God restored. 

All glory, Lord, to Thee 

Whom heaven and earth adore ; 
To Father, Son. and Holy Ghost, 

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Thou therefore endure hardness as a good soldier of Jesus Christ." 
But 'neath His banner manfully 

Firm at Thy post remain ; 
In token that thou too shalt tread 

IN token that thou shalt not fear 
Christ crucified to own, 
"We print the Cross upon thee here, 

And §tamp thee His alone. 
In token that thou shalt not blush 

To glory in His name, 
"We blazon here upon thy front 

His glory and His shame. 
In token that thou shalt not flinch 

Chbibt's quarrel to maintain, 

The path He travelled by, 
Endure the cross, despise the shame, 

And sit thee down on high ; 
Thus outwardly and visibly 

"We seal Thee for His own ; 
And may the brow that wears His Cross 

Hereafter Bhare His Crown. Amen. 

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Whom each bright Angel serves and fears, 
Who on Thy Throne rememberest yet 
Thy spotless Boyhood's quiet years 
Whose feet the hills of Nazareth trod, 
Who art true Man and perfect God. 

To Thee we look, in Thee confide, 

Our help is in Thine own dear Name ; 

For who on Jesus e'er relied 

And found not Jesus still the same? 

Thus far Thy love our souls hath brought, 

O 'stablish well what Thou hast wrought 

From Thee was our baptismal grace ; 
The holy seed by Thee was sown ; 
And now before our Father's face, 
We make the three great vows our own, 
And ask, in Thine appointed way, 
Confirm us in Thy grace to-day. 

We need Thee more than tongue can speak, 
'Mid foes that well might cast us down ; 
But thousands, once as young and weak, 
Have fought the fight, and won the crown 
We ask the help that bore them through. 
We trust the Faithful and the True. 

So bless us with the gift complete 

By hands of Thy chief pastors given, 

That awful Presence kind and sweet 

Which comes in sevenfold might from heaven; 

Eternal Christ, to Thee we bow : 

Give us Thy Spirit here and now. Amen. 

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MY God, accept my heart this day, 
And make it always Thine, 
Tnat I from Thee no more may stray, 
>"o more from Thee decline. 

Before the Cross of Him Who died, 

Behold, I prostrate fall ; 
Let every sin be crucified, 

And Chkist be all in alL 

Anoint me with Thy heavenly grace, 
And seal me for Thine own ; 

;ht Thee ; let me not go wrong out of Thy 

That I may see Thy glorious Face, 
And worship near Thy throne. 

Let every thought, and work, and word, 

To Thee be ever given ; 
Then life shall be Thy service, Loed, 

And death the gate of heaven. 

All glory to the Fathee be, 

All glory to the Son, 
All glory, 'Holt Ghost, to Thee, 

While endless ages run. Amen. 

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saints, for the work of the ministry, for the edifying of the Body of Cheist.'' 

OTHOU Who makest ?ouls to shine 
With light from lighter worlds above, 
And droppest glist'ning dew divine 
On all who seek a Saviour's love ; 
Do Thou Thy benedictions give 
On all who teach, on all who learn, 
That so Thy Church may holier live, 
And every lamp more brightly burn. 
Give those who teach pure hearts and wise. 
Faith, hope, and love, all warmed by prayer ; 
Themselves first training for the skies, 
They best will raise their people there. 

Give those who learn the willing ear, 
The spirit meek, the guileless mind; 
Such gifts will make the lowliest here 
Far better than a kingdom find. 
O bless the shepherd ; bless the sheep ; 
That guide and guided both be one. 
One in the faithful watch they keep, 
Until this hurrying life be done. 
If thus, good Loed, Thy grace be given. 
In Thee to live, in Thee to die, 
Before we upward pass to heaven 
We taste our immortality. Amen. 


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Fruitful let Thy sorrows be ; 
By Thy pains and consolations 

Draw the Gentiles unto Thee : 
Of Thy Cross the wondrous story, 

Be it to the nations told ; 
Let them see Thee in Thy glory, 
And Thy mercy manifold. 

Far and wide, though all unknowing, 

Pants for Thee each mortal breast ; 
Human tears for Thee are flowing, 

Human hearts in Thee would rest : 
Thirsting, as for dews of even, 

As the new-mown grass for rain, 
Thee they seek, as God of heaven, 

Thee, as Man, for sinners 6lain. 

Saviour, lo, the isles are waiting, 

Stretched the hand, and strained the sight, 
For Thy Spieit new creating, 

Love's pure flame and wisdom's light ; 
Give the word, and of the preacher 

Speed the foot, and touch the tongue, 
Till on earth by every creature 

Glory to the Lamb be sung. Amen. 


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ALMIGHTY God, Whose only Son 
O'er sin and death the triumph won, 
And ever lives to intercede 
For souls who Thy sweet mercy need ; 

In His dear Name to Thee we pray 
For all who err and go astray, 
For sinners wheresoe'er they be, 
Who do not serve and honour Thee. 

There are who never yet have heard 
The tidings of Thy blessed Word, 
But si ill in heathen darkness dwell, 
Without one thought of heaven or hell ; 

And some -within Thy sacred Fold 
To holy things are dead and cold, 
And waste the precious hours of life 
In selfish ease, or toil, or strife : 

And many a quickened soul within 
There lurks the secret love of sin ; 
A wayward will, or anxious fears, 
Or lingering taint of bygone years : 

O give repentance true and deep 
To all Thy lost and wandering sheep, 
And kindle in their hearts the fire 
Of holy love and pure desire. 

That so from angcl-hosts above 

May rise a sweeler song of love. 

And we, with all the blest, adore 

Thy Name, God, for evermore. Amen. 


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'The eyes of all wait upon Thee, O Lord, and Thou givest them their meat In 
due season." 

WE plough the fields, and scatter 
The good seed on the land, 
But it is fed and watered 

By God's Almighty Hand ; 
He sends the snow in winter, 
The warmth to swell the grain, 

The breezes, and the sunshine, 

And soft refreshing rain, 
All good gifts around us 

Are sent from heaven above, 
Then thank the Lord, O thank the LaMD, 

For all His love. 

He only is the Maker 

Of all things near and far ; 
He paints the wayside flower, 

He lights-the evening star : 
The winds and waves obey Him, 

By Him the birds are fed ; 
Much more to us, His children, 

He gives our daily bread. 
All good gifts, &c. 

We thank Thee, then, O Father, 

For all things bright and good, 
The seed-time and the harvest, 

Our life, our health, our food.* 
Accept the gifts we offer 

For all Thy love imparts, 
And, what Thou most desirest, 

Our humble, thankful hearts. 
All good gifts, &c. Amen. 

Hymn 361. 

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ONCE in royal David's City 
Stood a lowly cattle shed, 
"Where a mother laid her Baby, 

In a manger for His bed : 
Mary was that mother mild, 
Jesus Chbist her little Child. 

He came down to earth from heaven 

Who is God and Lobd of all, 
And His shelter was a stable, 

And His cradle was a stall ; 
With the poor, and mean, and lowly, 
Lived on earth our Saviottb Holy. 

And, through all His wondrous childhood, 

He would honour, and obey, 
Love, and watch the lowly maiden 

In whose gentle arms He lay ; 
Christian children all must be 
ikLd, obedient, good as He. 

For He is our childhood's Pattern, 
Day by day like us He grew, 

He was little, weak, and helpless, 
Tears and smiles like us He knew; 

And He feeleth for our sadness. 

And He shareth in our gladness. 

And our eyes at last shall see Him, 
Through His own redeeming love, 

For that Child so dear and gentle 
Is our Lobd in heaven above ; 

And He leads His children on 

To the place where He is gone. 

Not in that poor lowly stable, 
With the oxen standing by, 

We shall see Him ; but in heaven, 
Set at God's right hand on high : 

When like stars His children crowned 

All in white shall wait around. Amen, 

Hymn 362. jfOt tl)t gOting. 

"While we were yet sinners, Chkist died for u 

THERE is a green hill far away, 
Without a city wall, 
Where the dear Lord was crucified 

Who died to save us all. 
We may not know, we cannot tell 

What pains He had to bear, 
But we believe it was for us 

He hung and suffered there. 
He died that we might be forgiven, 

He died to make us good, 

Hymn 363. 

That we might go at last to heaven. 

Saved by His precious Blood. 
There was no other good enough 

To pay the price of sin, 
He only could unlock the gate 

Of heaven, and let us in. 
O, dearly, dearly has He loved, 

And we must love Him too. 
And trust in His redeeming Blood, 

And try His works to do. Amen. 






If thou hast little, do thy diligence gladly to give of that little. 

WE are but little children weak, 
Nor born in any high estate ; 
What can we do for J est/ 1 8 sake 
Who is so high and good and great ? 

We know the Holy Innocents 
Laid down for Him their infant life, 
And martyrs brave and patient saints 
Have stood for Him in fire and strife. 
We wear the cross they wore of old, 
Our lips have learned like vows to make 
We need not die ; we cannot fight ; 
What may we do for Jesu's sake ? 
O, day by day, each Christian child 
Has much to do, without, within; 
A death to die for Jesu'b sake, 
A weary war to wage with sia 

When deep within our swelling hearts 
The thoughts of pride and anger rise, 
When bitter words are o.i our tongues 
And tears of passion in our eyes ; 

Then we may stay the angry blow, 
Then we may check the hasty word, 
Give gentle answers back again, 
And fight a battle for our Loud. 
With smiles of p-^ace, and looks of lover 
Light in our dwellings we may make, 
Bid kind good humour brighten there. 
And do all still for Jesu's sake. 

There's not a child so small and weak 
But has his little cross to take, 
His little work of love and praise 
That he may do for Jequ's sake. Amei» 

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HEAVENLY Father, send Thy blessing 
On Thy children gathered here, 
May they all, Thy Name confessing, 

Be to Thee for ever dear : 
May they be like Joseph, loving, 
Dutiful, and chaste, and pure ; 
And their faith, like David, proving, 
Steadfast unto death endure. 

Holy Saviour, Who in meekness 

Didst vouchsafe a Child to be, 
Guide their steps and help their weakness, 

Bless and make them like to Thee ; 
Bear Thy lambs when they are weary 

In Thine arms and at Thy breast, 
Through life's desert, dry and dreary, 

Bring them to Thy heavenly rest 

Spread Thy golden pinions o"er them, 

Holt Spirit, from above, 
Guide them, lead them, go before them, 

Give them peace, and joy, and love : 
Thy true temples, Holy Spirit, 

May they with Thy glory shine, 
And immortal bliss inherit, 

And for evermore be Thine. Amen. 


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GRACIOUS Saviour, gentle Shepherd, 
Little ones are dear to Thee ; 
Gathered with Thine arms, and carried 

In Thy bosom may we be ; 
Sweetly, fondly, safely tended, 
From all want and danger free. 

Tender Shepherd, never leave us 

From Thy fold to go astray ; 
By Thy look of love directed 

May we walk the narrow way ; 
Thus direct us, and protect us, 

Lest we fall an easy prey. 

Cleanse our hearts from sinful folly 

In the stream Thy love supplied, 
Mingled stream of Blood and Water, 

Flowing from Thy wounded Side: 
And to heavenly pastures lead us 

Where Thine own still waters glide. 

Let Thy holy Word instruct us ; 

Fill our minds with heavenly light; 
Let Thy love and grace constrain us 

To approve whate'er is right, 
Take Thine easy yoke, and wear it, 

And to prove Thy burden light. 

Taught to lisp the holy praises 

Which on earth Thy children sing, 
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May we our thank-offerings bring; 
Then, with all the saints in glory, 

Join to praise our Lord and Kino. Amen. 


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My song shall be alway of the loving-kindness of the Lord. 

COME, sing with holy gladness, 
High alleluias 6ing, 
Uplift your loud hosannas 

To Jesus Lord and King ; 
Sing, boys, in joyful chorus 

Your hymn of praise to-day, 
And sing, ye gentle maidens, 
Your sweet responsive lay. 

'Tis good for boys. and maidens 

Sweet hymns to Christ to 6ing, 
•Tis meet that children's voices 

Should praise the children's King ; 
For Jesus is salvation, 

And glory, grace, and rest ; 
To babe and boy and maiden 

The one Redeemer blest 

O boys be strong in Jesus, 

To toil for Him is gain, 
And Jesus wrought with Joseph, 

With chisel, saw, and plane ; 
O maidens live for Jesus, 

Who was a maiden's Son ; 
Be patient, pure and gentle, 

And perfect grace begun. 

Soon in the golden City 

The boys and girls shall play, 
And through the dazzling mansion* 

Rejoice in endless day ; 
Christ, prepare Thy children 

With that triumphant throng 
To pass the burnished portals, 

And sing th' eternal song. Amen. 

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OLORD of heaven, and earth, and sea, 
To Thee all praise and glory be ; 
How shall we show our love to Thee, 

Who givest all ? 
The golden sunshine, vernal air, 
Sweet flowers and fruit Thy love declare ; 
When harvests ripen, Thou art there, 

Who givest all. 
For peaceful homes and healthful days, 
For all the blessings earth displays, 
We owe Thee thankfulness and praise, 

Who givest all. 
For souls redeemed, for sins forgiven, 
For means of grace and hopes of heaven, 

Hymn 371. 


What can to Thee, O Lokd, be given, 

Who givest all? 
We lose what on ourselves we spend, 
We have as treasures without end 
Whatever, Lord, to Thee we lend, 

Who givest all. 
Whatever, Lord, we lend to Thee, 
Repaid a thousandfold will be ; 
Then gladly will we give to Thee, 

Who givest all ; 
To Thee, from Whom we all derive 
Our life, our gifts, our power to giva ; 
O may we ever with Thee live, 

Who givest alL -Amen. 


" Whoso hath this world's good, and seeth his brother have need, and shutteth up 
his bowels of compassion from him, how dwelleth the love of God in him ?" 

WE give Thee but Thine own, 
Whate'er the gift may be : 
All that we have is Thine alone, 
A trust, O Lord, from Thee. 
Oh ! hearts are bruised and dead, 
And homes are bare, and cold, 
And lambs, for Whom the Shepherd bled, 
Are straying from the fold. 
To comfort and to bless, 
To find a balm for woe, 
To tend the lone and fatherless 
Ib angels' work below. 

The captive to release, 

To God the lost to bring, 
To teach the way of life and peace, 

It is a CHRKT-like thing. 

And we believe Thy word, 

Though dim our faith may be ,• 
WhateVr for Thine we do, O Lord, 

We do it unto Thee. 

All might, all praise, be Thine, 

Father, Co-equal Son, 
And Spirit, Bond of love divine, 

While endless ages run. Amen. 


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Never grudging for the lost ones 

That tremendous sacrifice, 
And with that hast freely given 

Blessings countless as the sand 
To the unthankful and the evil, 
With Thine own unsparing hand ; 

Grant us hearts, dear Lort>, to yield Thee 

Gladlv, freelv r>f Thine own ; 
With the sunshine of Thy goodness 

Melt our thankless hearts of stone ; 
Till our cold and selfish natures, 

Warmed by Thee at length believe 
That more happy and more blessed 

Tis to give than to receive. 

Wondrous honour hast Thou given 

To our humblest charity. 
In Thine own mysterious sentence 

"Ye have done it unto Me." 


the Lord Jesus, how He said, It is more 
than to receive." 

Can it be, O gracious Master, 
Thou dost deign for alms to sue, 

Saying by Thy poor and needy 
" Give as I have given to you ?" 

Yes : the sorrow and the suffering, 

Which on every hand we see, 
Channels arc for tithes and offerings 

Due bv solemn right to Thee; 
Right of which we may not rob Thee, 

Debt we may not choose but pay, 
Lest that Face of love and pity 

Turn from us another day. 

Lord of srlory, Who hast bought us 

With Thy'life-blood as the price, 
Npver grudging for the lost ones 

That tremendous sacrifice, 
Give us Faith, to trust Thee boldly, 

Hope, to stay our souls on Thee ; 
But oh ! best of all Thy graces 

Give us Thine own Charity. Amen. 


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perfectly whole." 

THINE arm, O Lord, in days of old 
Was strong to heal and save ; 
It triumphed o'er disease and death, 

O'er darkness and the grave; 
Ta Thee they went, the blind, the dumb, 

The palsied and the lame, 
The leper with his tainted life, 
The sick with fevered frame. 

And lo. Thy touch brought life and health, 

Gave speech, and strength, and sight ; 
And youth renewed and frenzy calmed 

Owned Thee, the Lord of Light; 
And now, O Lord, be near to bless 

Almighty as of yore, 
In crowded street, by restless couch, 

As by Gennesare th's shore. 

Be Thou our great Deliverer still, 

Thou Lord of life and death ; 
Restore and quicken, soothe and bless 

With Thine almighty breath ; 
To hands that work and eyes that see 

Give wisdom's heavenly lore, 
That whole and sick, and weak and strong, 

May praise Thee evermore. Amen. 

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Hymn 374. 

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4 LL Creation groans and travails; 
li. Thou, O Gon, shalt hear its groan ; 
For of man and all creation 

Thou alike art Lord alone. 
Pity then Thy guiltless creatures, 

Who, not less, man's sufferings share : 
For our sins it is they perish ; 

Let them profit by our prayer. 
Cast Thine eye of love and mercy 

On the misery of the land : 
Bay to the destroying Angel, 

" "Tis enough : stay now Thine hand." 
In our homesteads, in our valleys, 

Through our pasture-lands give peace: 
Through the Goshen of Thine Israel 

Bid the grievous murrain cease. 
But with deeper, tenderer pity, 

Call to mind, O Son of Goi>, 
rhose in Thine own Imaire fashioned: 

Ransomed with Thy precious blood : 

Hear and grant the supplications, 
Like a cloud of incense, borne 

Up toward Thy Seat of Mercy, 
From Thy people's hearts forlorn: 

For the widow, for the orphan, 
For the helpless, hopeless poor : 

Helpless, hopeless, if Thou spare not 
Of their basket and their store. 

So — while these her earnest accents 
Dny by day Thy Church repeats. — 

That our sheep may bring forth thousand! 
And ten thousands in our streets ; 

That our oxen, strong to labour, 
May not know nor fear decay: there be no more complaining, 
And the plague have passed away. 
And. at last, to all Thy servants, 
When earth's troubles shall be o'er, 
! Threefold Godhead, give a portion 
1 With Thyself for evermore. Amn 

Hymn 375. 

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Blend the living with the dead f 
Soon will you and I be lying 

Each within our narrow bed. 
Soon our souls to God Who gave them 

Will have sped their rapid flight ; 
Able now by grace to save them, 
O, that while we can we might ! 

So soon passeth it away, and we are gone. 

Jest:, Infinite. Redeemer, 

Maker of this mighty frame, 
Teach, O teach us to remember 

What we are, and whence we came ; 
Whence we came, and whither wending : 

Soon we must through darkness go. 
To inherit bliss unending, 

Or eternity of woe. 

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Whom J esus loves so well ? 
And in His Temple, year by year, 

Thy joy and glory tell ? 
Bound with the curse of sin and shame 

We helpless sinners lay, 
Until in tender love He came 

To bear the curse away. 
And thee He choose from whom to take 

True flesh His Flesh to be ; 
In It to suffer for our sake, 

By It to make us free. 
Thy Babe He lay upon thy breast, 

To thee He cried for food ; 
Thy gentle nursing soothed to rest 

Th' Incarnate Son of Gon. 

Mary, the Mother of Jesus." 

O wondrous depth of grace Divine 

That He should bend so low ; 
And, Mary, O what joy was thine 

In His dear love to know : 
Joy to be Mother of the Loed ; 

And thine the truer bliss, 
In every thought, and deed, and word, 

To be for ever His. 
And as He loves thee, Mother dear, 

We too will love thee well ; 
And in His Temple, year by year, 

Thy joy and glory tell. 
Jestt, the "Virgin's Holy Son, 

We praise Thee and adore, 
Who art with God the Father One 

And SprRiT evermore. Amen. 

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Hymn 377 

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LO, round the Throne, a glorious band, 
The saints in countless myriads stand 
Of every tongue redeemed to Gon, 
Arrayed in garments washed in Blood. 
Through tribulation great they came, 
They bore the cross, despised the shame ; 
From all their labours now they rest, 
In God's eternal glory blest. 
They see their Savioue face to face, 
And sing the triumphs of His grace ; 

serve Him day and night in His temple." 
Him day and night they ceaseless praise, 
To Him the loud thanksgiving raise : 
" Worthy the Lamb, for sinners slain, 
Through endless years to live and reign; 
Thou hast redeemed us by Thy Blood, 
And made us kings and priests to God." 
O may we tread the sacred road 
That holy saints and martyrs trod ; 
Wage to the end the glorious strife, 
And win, like them, a crown of life. Amen, 

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nations and kindred and people and tongues, stood before the tbrone and before 
the Lamb, clothed with white robes, and palms in their hands." 

HARK! the sound of holy voices 
Chanting, at the crystal sea, 
Alleluia, Alleluia, 

Alleluia, Lord to Thee 
Multitude, which none can number, 

Like the stars in glory stands, 
Clothed in white apparel, holding 
Palms of victory in their hands. 

Patriarch and holy Prophet, 

Who prepared the way of Christ, 
King, Apostle, Saint, Confessor, 

Martyr, and Evangelist, 
Saintly Maiden, godly Matron, 

Widows who have watched to prayer, 
Joined in holy concert, singing 

To the Lonn of all are there. 

They have come from tribulation, 

And have washed their robes in blood, 
Washed them in the Blood of Jesus; 

Tried they were and firm they stood ; 
Mocked, imprisoned, stoned, tormented, 

Sawn asunder, slain with sword, 
They have conquered death and Satan 

By the might of Christ the Lord. 

Marching with Thy Cross their banner 

They have triumphed following 
Thee, the Captain of salvation, 

Thee their Saviouk, and their King; 
Gladly, Lokd, with Thee they suffered; 

Gladly, Lokd, with Thee they died; 
And by death to life immortal 

They were born and glorified. 

Now they reign in heavenly glory, 

Now they walk in golden light, 
Now they drink, as from a ri^er, 

Holy bliss and infinite ; 
Love and peace they taste for ever, 

And all truth and knowledge seo 
In the Beatific Vision 

Of the Blessed Trinity. 

God of God, the One-Begotten, 

Light of Light. Emmanuel, 
In Whose Body joined together 

All the saints for ever dwell, 
Pour upon us of Thy fulness, 

That we may for evermore 
God the Father, God the Son, anfl 

God the Holy Ghost adore. 

Hymn 379. 

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being destitute, afflicted, tormented 

BLESSED feasts of blessed martyrs, 
Holy days of holy men. 
With affections recollections 

Greet we your return again. 
Worthy deeds they wrought and wenders, 

Worthy of the Name they bore ; 
We with meetest praise and sweetest 

Honour them for evermore. 
Faith prevailing, hope unfailing, 

Jebu» loved with single heart — 
Thus they glorious and victorious 

Bravely bore the Martyrs part. 
Eacked with torture, haled to slaughter, 

Fire, and axe, and murd'rous sword, 
Chains and prison, foes' derision 

They endured for Chbwt the Lobd. 

er, were tempted, were slain with the sword ; 
; of whom the world was not worthy." 

| So they passed through pain and sorrow 

Till they sank in death to rest ; 
Earth's rejected, God's elected, 

Gained a portion with the blest. 
By contempt of worldly pleasures, 

And by deeds of valour done, 
They have reached the land of Angela, 

And with them are knit in one. 
Made co-heirs with Cheist in glory, 

His celestial bliss they share ; 
May they now before Him bending 

Help us onward by their prayer ; 
That, this weary life completed, 

And its fleeting trials pa6t, 
W 7 e may win eternal glory 

In our Fathee's home at last Amen. 

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the kingdom of heaven. "' 

LET our Choir new anthems raise 
Wake the song of gladness ; 
Gon Himself to joy and praise 
Turns the martyrs' sadness : 
Bright the day that won their crown, 

Opened heaven's bright portal, 
As they laid the mortal down 
To put on th' immortal. 

Never flinched they from the flame, 

From the torture never ; 
Vain the foeman's sharpest aim, 

Satan's best endeavour: 
For by faith they saw the land 

Decked in all its glory, 
Where triumphant now they i 

With the victor's story. 


Up and follow, Christian men ! 

Press through toil and sorrow ; 
Spurn the night of fear, and then, 

Oh, the glorious morrow ! 
Who will venture on the strife ? 

Blest who first begin it ; 
Who will grasp the Land of Life? 

Warriors, up and win it I Amen. 

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Hymn 381. 

" He gave some 

Pastors and Teachers." 

JESU, for the beacon-lisrht 
By Thy holy Doctors given, 
When the mist of error's night 
Gathered o'er the path to heaven, 
For the witness that they tare 
To the truth they learned of Thee, 
For the glory that they share, 
Let our praise accepted be. 

In Jerusalem below 
They were workmen at Thy call, 
Each with one hand met the foe, 
"With the other built the wall ; 
Watchmen on the mountain set, 
Scribes instructed in Thy Word, 
Fishers with the Gospel net 
Drawing souls to Thee their Loac. 

Like Thy learned sons of yore, 
Jesu. may Thy Pastors still 
Know and teach Thy sacred lore 
With brave heart and patient skill; 
In these latter days of strife 
Keep, O keep them true to Thee, 
Till beside the well of life 
Light in Thine own light they see. 



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SHEPHERD of the sheep, 
High Priest of things to come. 
Who didst in grace Thy servant keep, 

And take him sweetly home ; 

Accept our song of praise 

For all his holy care, 
His zeal unquenched, through length of days, 

The trials that he bare. 

His heart was Thine alone, 

From selfish longings free ; 
Thy throne the Cross, a cross his throne, 

His life was hid in Thee. 

Chief of Thy faithful band, 

He held himself the least ; 
Though Thy dread keys were in his hand, 

O everlasting Priest. 

■ The memory of the just is blessed. 

So, trusting in Thy might, 

He won a fair renown ; 
So, waxing valiant in the fight, 

He trod the lion down. 

Then rendered up to Thee 

The charge Thy love had given. 
And passed away Thy Face to see 

Revealed in highest heaven. 

On all our Bishops pour 

The Spirit of Thy grace ; 
That as he won the palm of yore, 

So they may run their race ; 

That, when this life is done, 

They may with him adore 
The ever Blessed Three in Onb 

In bfiss for evermore. Amen. 

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Draws virgin-souls to follow Thee, 
And bids them earthly joys resign 
If so they may Thy beauty see ; 
The saint of whom we sing to-day 
Was faithful to Thy loving call, 
And, casting other hopes away, 
Took Thee to ba her God, her All. 
To Thee she yielded up her will, 
Her heart was drawn to Thine above ; 
Content if Thou would'st deign to fill 
Thine handmaid with Thy perfect love. 
Beneath Thy Cross she loved to stand, 
Like Mary in Thy dying hour, 

My Beloved is mine, and I am His.' 

That blessings from Thy pierced Hand 
Might clothe her with undying power ; 
With power to win the Crown of light 
For virgin-martyrs stored on high, 
And ready keep her lamp at night 
To hail the Bridegroom drawing nigh. 
And surely Thou at last didst come 
To end the sorrows of Thy bride, 
And bear her to Thy peaceful home 
With Thee for ever to abide. 
All glory, Jesu, for the grace 
That drew Thy saint to follow Thee ; 
Grant us, too, in Thy love a place 
Both now and through eternity. Amen. 

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Behold, I have given Him . . . for a Leader and Commander to the people." 

BRIGHTLY gleams our banner 
Pointing to the sky, 
Waving wanderers onward 

To their home on high. 
Journeying o'er the desert, 

Gladly thus we pray, 
And with hearts united 
Take our heavenward way. 

Brightly gleams, <fc& 
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At Thy sacred Feet, 
Here with hearts rejoicing 
See Thy children meet ; 
Often have we left Thee, 

Often gone astray, 
Keep us, mighty Saviocb, 
In the narrow way. 

Brightly gleams, &c 

All our days direct us 

In the way we go, 
Lead us on victorious 

Over every foe : 
Bid Thine angels shield us 

When the storm-clouds lour, 
Pardon Thou and save us 

In the last dread hour. 

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May we join above, 
Offering prayers and praises 

At Thy Throne of love ; 
"When the toil is over, 

Then comes rest and peace, 
Jesus in His Beauty, 

Songs that never cease. 

Brightly gleams, &c Amen, 


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ONWARD, Christian soldiers, 
Marching as to -war, 
With the Cross of Jesus 

Going on before. 
Christ the Royal Master 

Leads against the foe, 
Forward into battle, 
See, His banners go. 

Onward, Christian soldiers, 

Marching as to war, 
With the Cross of Jesus 
Going on before. 

At the sign of triumph 

Satan's host doth flee; 
On, then, Christian soldiers. 

On to victory. 
Hell's foundations quiver 

At the shout of praise ; 
Brothers, lift your voices, 

Loud your anthems raise. 
Onward, <fcc. 

Like a mighty army 

Moves the Church of God ; 
Brothers, we are treading 

Where the saints have trod; 
We are not divided, 

All one body we, 
One in hope, and doctrine, 

One in charity. 

Onward, &c. 

Crowns and thrones may perish, 

Kingdoms rise and wane, 
But the Church of Jesus 

Constant will remain ; 
Gates of hell can never 

'Gainst that Church prevail: 
We have Christs own promise, 

And that cannot fail. 
Onward, &c. 

Onward, then, ye people, 
Join our happy throng, 
Blend with ours your voices, 

In the triumph song; 
Glory, laud, and honour, 
Unto Christ the King, 
This through countless ages 
Men and Angels sing. 
Onward, Christian soldiers, 

Marching as to war, 
With the Cross of Jesus 
Going on before. Amen. 



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REJOICE ye pure in heart, 
Rejoice, give thanks and sing; 
Your festal banner wave on high, 
The Cross of Christ your King. 

Bright youth and snow-crowned age, 
Strong men and maidens meek, 
Raise high your free exulting song, 
God's wondrous praises speak. 

Yes onward, onward still, 
With hymn, and chant, and song, 
Thro' gate, and porch, and columu'd aisle, 
The hallowed pathways throng. 

With all the angel choirs, 
With all the 6aints on earth, 
Pour out the strains of joy and bliss, 
True rapture, noblest mirth. 

Your clear Hosannas raise, 
And Alleluias loud ; 
Whilst answering echoes upward float, 
Like wreaths of incense cloud. 

With voice as full and strong 
As ocean's^ surging praise, 
Send forth tne hymns our fathers loved, 
The psalms of ancient days. 

Yes on, throi&h life's long path. 
Still chanting as ye go, 
From youth/to age, by night and day, 
In gladness and in woe. 

I Still lift your standard high, 
Still march in firm array, 
As warriors through the darkness toll 
Till dawns the golden day. 

/ At last the march shall end, 
The wearied ones shall rest, 
The pilgrims find the Father's Honse, 
Jerusalem the blest. 

/**» Then on, ye pure in heart, 

Rejoice, give thanks, and sing ; 
Your festal banner wave on high, 
The Cross of Chbibt your King. 

Praise Him Who feigns on high, 
The Loeu Whodl we adore, 
The Fatw.i:b, Son, ifcnd Holt Ghosjt, 
One God for everipre. Amen. 



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Wing yoar flight o'er all the earth ! 
Ye, who sang creation's story 
Now proclaim Messiah's Birth ; 

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Worship Chbist the new-born King ! 

Shepherds, in the field abiding, • 
Watching o'er your flocks hy night, 

God with men is now residing, » 
Yonder shines the Infant-light : 

Come and worship ! 
Worship Chxist the new-born King ! 

Sages, leave your contemplation, 
Brighter visions beam afar ! 

Seek the great Desire of nations ; 
Ye have seen His natal Star, 

Come and worship ! 
Worship Christ the new-born Knrs t 

Saints, before the altar bending, 
Watching long in hope and fear, 

Suddenly the Lobd, descending. 
In His temple shall appear : 

Come and worship I 
Worship Chbist the new-born Kin* f 

Sinners, wrung with true repentance, 
Doomed for guilt to endless pains, 

Justice now revokes the sentence, 
Mercy calls you, break your chains ! 

Come and worship I 
Worship Christ the new-born Kix g ! Amen. 




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BRIGHTEST and best of the sons of the morning ! 
Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid 1 
Star of the East, the horizon adorning, 
Guide where our Infant Redeemer is laid ! 

Cold on Thy candle the dew-drops are shining ; 

Low lies Thy Head with the beasts of the stall ; 
Angels adore Thee, in slumber reclining, 

Maker and Monarch and Saviour of alL 

Say, shall we yield Thee, in costly devotion ; 

Odours of Edom and offerings Divine ? 
Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean, 

Myrrh from the forest, or gold from the mint t 

Yet may we offer more ample oblation ; 

Love, more than gold, shall Thy favour secure x 
Richest of myrrh is the heart's adoration ; 

Sweetest of incense the prayer of the pure. 


Brightest and best of the sons of the morning! 

Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid ! 
Star of the East, the horizon adorning, 

Guide where our Infant Redeemer is laid ! — Amiga 

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" Lobd, save us." 

LORD of mercy and of might, I Throned ahove celestial things, 

Of mankind the Life and Light, Borne aloft on angels' wings, 

Maker, Teacher Infinite, Lobd of lords, and King of kings, 

Jesus, hear and save! Jesus, hear and save I 

Mighty Monarch ! Saviour mild I 
Humbled to a mortal child, 
Captive, beaten, bound, reviled, 
Jesus, hear and save! 

"Who shalt yet return from high, 
Robed in might and majesty, 
Hear us, help us, -when we cry, 
Jesus, hear and save ! — Amen. 

Hymn 390. 

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Him that cometh to Me I will in in no wise cast out* 

JUST as I am, — without one plea, 
But that Thy Blood was shed for me, 
And that Thou bidd'st me come to Thee, 
O Lamb of God, I come ! 

Just as I am,— and waiting not 
To rid my soul of one dark blot, 
To Thee, Whose Blood can cleanse each spot, 
O Lamb of God, I come. 

Just as I am : though tossed about 
With many a conflict, many a doubt, 
Fightings within, and fears without, 
O Lamb of God, I come ! 

Just as I am, poor, weary, blind ; 
Sight, riches, healing of the mind, 
Yea, all I need, in Thee I find ; 
O Lamb of God, I come 1 

Just as I am ; Thou wilt receive, 
Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve, 
Because Thy promise I believe, 
O Lamb of God, I come I 

Just as I am : — Thy Love unknown 
Has broken every barrier down ; — 
Now to be Thine, yea, Thine alone, 
O Lamb of God, I come t Amen. 

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I have prayed for thee, that thy faith fail not. 

IN the hour of trial, 
Jan I plead for me, 
Lest, by base denial, 

I depart from Thee ; 
"When Thou seest me waver, 

With a look recall, 
Nor, for fear or favour, 
Suffer me to fall. 

With forbidden pleasures 

Would this vain world charm, 
Or its sordid treasures 

Spread, to work me harm ; 
Bring to my remembrance 

Sad Gethsemane, 
Or, in darker semblance, 

Cross-crowned Calvary. 

If with sore affliction. 

Thou in love chastise, 
Pour Thy benediction 

On the sacrifice ; 
Then upon Thine altar. 

Freely offered up, 
Though the flesh may falter, 

Faith shall drink the cup. 

When, in dust and ashes, 

To the grave I sink, 
While Heaven's glory flashes 

O'er the shelving brink: 
On Thy truth relring, 

Through that mortal strif« 8 
Lord, receive me, dying, 

To eternal Life. Axuer* 


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♦'Praise the Lord upon earth. 

COME, O come ! in pious lays 
Sound we God Almighty's praise 
Hither bring, in true consent, 
Heart, and voice, and instrument. 
To your voices tune the lute, 
Let not tongue nor string be mute, 
Not a creature dumb be found 
That hath either voice or sound. 

Let Buch things as do not live 
In still music praises give ; 
Lowly pipe, ye worms that creep 
On the earth or in the deep. 
Birds, your warbling treble sing ; 
Clouds, your peals of thunder ring ; 
Sua and moon, exalted higher, 
And bright stars, augment the choir. 

Come, ye sons of human race, 
In this cborus take your place 
And amid this mortal throng 
Be ye masters of the song. 
Let, in praise of God, the sound 
Run a never-ending round ; 
That our holy hymn may be 
Everlasting, as is He. 

So from heaven on earth He shaS 
Let His gracious blessings fall, 
All this huge wide orb we see 
Shall one choir, one temple be. 
Then our voices we will rear, 
Till we fill it everywhere. 
Come, O come, in pious lays, 
Sound we God Almighty's praise. 


Hymn 393. 

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I heard as it were the voice of a great multitude, and as the voice of many waters, 
and as the voice of mighty thunderings, saying, Alleluia, for the Lord God Om- 
nipotent reigneth." 

HARK ! the song of Jubilee ; 
Loud as mighty thunders roar, 
Or the fulness of the sea, 
When it breaks upon the shore ; 

Alleluia 1 for the Loud 

God Omnipotent shall reign ; 
Alleluia ! let the word 

Echo round the earth and main. 

Alleluia ! — Hark ! the sound, 

From the centre to the skies, 
Wakes above, beneath, around, 

All creation's harmonies; 

See Jehovah's banner furled ; 

Sheathed His sword ; He speaks — 'tis done ; 
And the kingdoms of this world 

Are the kingdoms of His Son. 

He shall reign from pole to pole 

With illimitable sway ; 
He shall reign, when like a scroll 

Yonder heavens have passed away ; 

Then the end ; beneath His rod 

Man's last enemy shall fall ; 
Alleluia! Chuist in God, 

God in Cubist is all in all. Amen. 

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His compassions fail not, they are new every morning.'* 

MY Go© ! how endless is Thy Love ! 
Thy gifts are every evening new ; 
And morning mercies from above 
Gently distil like early dew. 

Thou spread' st the curtains of the night, 
Great Guardian of my sleeping hours! 

Thy sovereign Word restores the light, 
And strengthens all my wearied powers. 

I yield those powers to Thy command ; 

To Thee I consecrate my days : 
Perpetual blessings from Thy Hand 

Demand perpetual songs of praise. 

To Father, Son, and Holt Ghost, 
The God whom earth and Heaven adore, 

From men and from the angel-host, 
Be praise and glory evermore. Amen. 


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" If God will be •with me, . . . 

OGOD of Bethel ! by Whose Hand 
Thy people still are fed ; 
Who through this weary pilgrimage 

Hast all our fathers led : 
Our vows, our prayers, we now present 

Before Thy throne of grace : 
God of our fathers ! be the God 

Of their succeeding race. 
Through each perplexing path of life, 

Our wandering footsteps guide; 

then shall the Lobd be my God." 
Give us each day our daily bread, 

And raiment fit provide. 
O spread Thy covering wings around, 

Till all our wanderings cease, 
And at our FatheiVs loved abode 

Our souls arrive in peace. 

Such blessings from Thy gracious Hand, 
Our humble prayers implore ; 

And Thou shalt be our chosen God, 
And Portion evermore. Amen. 

Hymn 396. 

'Stand up, and bless the Lobd your God for ever and ever." 

STAND up, and bless the Lord 
Ye people of His choice ; 
Stand up, and bless the Lobd your God, 

With heart and soul and voice. 
Though high above all praise, 

Above all blessings, high, 
Who would not fear His holy Name, 

And laud, and magnify ? 
Oh ! for the living flame, 

From His Own altar brought, 

To touch our lips, our minds inspire, 
And wing to Heaven our thought! 

God is our strength and song, 
And His Salvation ours ; 

Then be His Love in CnuiST proclaimed 
With all our ransomed powers. 

Stand up, and bless the Lobd; 

The Lord your God adore ; 
Stand up, and bless His glorious Name. 

Henceforth for evermore. Amen. 

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Hymn 397. 

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" Tne i.oei> is my Shepherd." 

THE Loed my pasture shall prepare, 
And feed me -with a shepherd's car© ; 
His presence shall my wants supply, 
And guard me with a watchful eye ; 
My noon-day walks He shall attend, 
And all my midnight hours defend. 

When in the sultry glebe I faint, 
Or on the thirsty mountain pant, 
To fertile vales, and dewy meads, 
My weary wandering steps He leads : 
"Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow, 
Amidst the verdant landscape flow. 

Though In the path of death I tread, 

"With gloomy horrors overspread ; 

My stedfast heart shall fear no ill, 

For Thou, O Lokd, art with me still ; 

Thy rod and staff shall give me aid, 

And guide me through the dreadful shade. Amen. 


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Tbou shalt see the Land before thee. 

THERE is a Land of pure delight, 
Where Saints immortal reign, 
Eternal day excludes the night, 
And pleasures banish pain. 

There everlasting spring abides, 
And never-withering flowers ; 

Death, like a narrow sea, divides 
This heavenly land from ours. 

Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood 
Stand dressed in living green : 

So to the Jews old Canaan stood, 
While Jordan rolled between. 


O ! could we make our doubts remove, 
Those gloomy doubts that rise, 

And see the Canaan that we love, 
With unbeclouded eyes ; 

Could we but climb where Moses stood, 
And view the landscape o'er ; 

Not Jordan's stream, not death's cold flood 
Should fright us from the shore. 

O praise the Father, praise the Son, 

The Lamb for sinners given, 
And Holy Ghost, through Whom alone 

Our hearts are raised to Heaven. 


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This do in remembrance of Me.' 

ACCORDING to Thy gracious Word, 
In meek humility, 
This will I do, my dying Lobd, 

I will remember Thee. 
Thy Body, broken for my sake, 

My Bread from Heaven shall be ; 
Thy testamental Cup I take, 

And thus remember Thee. 
Gethsemane can I forget ? 

Or there Thy conflict see, 
Thine agony and bloody sweat, 

And not remember Thee ? 

When to the Cross I turn mine eyes, 

And rest on Calvary, 
O Lamb of Got., my Sacrifice 

I must remember Thee : 
Remember Thee, and all Thy pains, 

And all Thy Love to me ; 
Yea, while a breath, a pulse remains, 

"Will I remember Thee. 
And when these failing lips grow dumb, 

And mind and memory flee, 
When Thou shalt in Thy Kingdom come, 

Jesu, remember me. Amen. 

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JESU, Thou Joy of loving hearts ! 
Thou Fount of Life! Thou Light of 
Prom the best bliss that earth imparts, 
We turn unfilled to Thee again. 
Thy truth unchanged hath ever stood; 
Thou savest those that on Thee call ; 
To them that seek Thee, Thou art good, 
To them that find Thee, All in All ! 

W_ jasteThe*, C Thou Living bread 
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We drink of Thee, the Fountain Head, 
And thirst our souls from Thee to fill. 
Our restless spirits yearn for Thee, 
Where'er our changeful lot is ca^t ; 
Glad, when Thy gracious smile we see, 
Blest, when our faith can hold Thee fait, 

O Jesu, ever with us stay ! 
Make all our moments calm and bright ; 
Chase the dark night of sin away, 
Shea o'er the world Thy Holy Light.